We All Know Her
A rogue, a renegade, diabolically daring.
Living life on her own cleverly-figured-out terms.
Unknowingly enticing others to follow in her leather footsteps.
Admired by much younger awed females.
Their biggest dream is to grow up to be her someday.
We all know her.
Probably by a thousand different names.
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