Mon Frere
Mon frère
T*ts and a$#
Hips and thighs.
I look at you
In surprise.
For i am more,
These things don't define me.
Wanna know the score?
Strength, courage-intellect combine me.
So please, reflect on Your flaws,
This burden's not mine to bare.
These mistakes are yours
We're all us born equal Mon frère.
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