BrownSugar
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I am the child born on a late Winter evening.
I am the woman you never desire leaving.
I am the lady scanning frantically in libraries.
I am the hopeless romantic ending February.
Like those girls in the movies
Where's my prince?
That'll search how and low
For the matching fit
Like those girls in the movies
Where's my point guard?
That'll play me one on one
