# 100 : poem of the month: M. Angelou

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Pretty women wonder where the secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms,
...
The stride of my step,
...
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
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It's the fire of my eyes,
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I'm a woman
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It's in the grace of my style.
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I'm a woman
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It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
The palm of my hand,
The need for my care.
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally,
Phenamenal woman,
That's me.


--- Maya Angelou