Accept Me Naturally
I am natural. At the end of the day it's my hair. Naturally. Only the day is washed off, no makeup. Naturally. It's my legs, my eyes, my real backside. Naturally. Naturally I run from one bus to another. I have been pursued by men who just want to change just one thing, but I decline the offer as I attracted them, naturally, and naturally is how I say peace, blessings, good bye.
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