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I Am That Woman
Yes! I walked out of the dust of the jungle,
But don't hate me.
For I was strong and beautiful, without any deceiving ways,
Until I walked into your trap.
I'm not your slave nor your whore,
Or a piece of trash that you feel you can kick out
When I no longer fit into your web.
Get real! For I know where I came from
And I defiantly know who I am.
And for heaven's sake,
Don't pity me, for I know exactly where I am going,
And I will get there with or without your help
As for who I am, well,
I am that woman who worked your fields,
I am that ...