My body, your body, her body
We are somebody, skin and bone
Breathing, moving, feeling deeply
In this world of flesh and tone
My body is a vessel
A home for my spirit to roam
Scarred and imperfect
But uniquely my own
Your body is a story
A dance of curves and lines
A map of experiences
Etched in every sign
Her body is a mystery
A universe to explore
A symphony of emotions
Each note, a silent roar
I am somebody
More than just this skin
A soul on a journey
Finding strength within
My body, your body, her body
We are all somebody, raw and true
Embracing our imperfections
In a world that's always new.
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