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I am flawless from my


I am flawless from my head to my feet

But that fact it is hard to recognize

When all of society's lies

Are playing on repeat

It seems as though today

Its wrong to think your body is okay

To be self accepting

Is to be conceited 

If we love ourselves

Then our enviornment is cheated

If we take away the power to give meaning

From the standards of beauty and perfection

We allow ourselves to breathe freely

And see that we need no correction

I have friends who pick apart their body

Until it has been seperated

Everything has a weight

Every inch has been calculated

They fail to see their perfection

The way we are composed is without flaw

My body is my home

And from it I will not withdraw

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