Poema; Ser Mulher...

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Love who does not love us,
Like who wants us both,
Hate those who deceive us,
So it becomes a woman.

Always show a wide grin,
Even when dissatisfied,
Shedding tears of sorrow,
When no one in the evening feel.

Building the future and the lives
Living glorious moments
Feeling rewarded and the ones,
With the smile of our shoots.

Working night and day,
Without anyone to give us value,
Always showing joy,
When the heart cries of pain.

If we ask a gesture of affection,
And a little attention,
Still says softly,
Afraid of not being right.

At night when we sleep,
Tired of stressful days,
We will always smiling,
Transformed into lovers.

It's a hard life,
This life that nobody wants,
But our pride endures,
Proud to be Woman!
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