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She does not know her beauty.
She thinks her brown body has no glory
But if she could dance naked ‘neath the palm tree
and see her reflection in the mirror then she would know.
But there are no trees on the street where she lives and
Dishwater gives back no images.
She does not know her beauty.
She thinks her brown body has no glory
But if she could dance naked ‘neath the palm tree
and see her reflection in the mirror then she would know.

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