I'm a woman
I'm a man
And by every means humane.
The world may not see me thus
But my judgement of me prevails
I'm a man, i'm a woman
And yes i'm human.
I'm a fine blend
By all means rare
Masculine in every bit
Feminine at heart.
I lost my virginity to myself
I was the lady
I was her groom
An odd coincidence in a human.
I'm not he the world sees
I'm a woman,
Yet every inch a man
Filled with masculine oestrogen.
Do not think me of base desires,
I only speak truth of all men.
Deep within lies a woman
Masked by the surge of our virility.
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