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It's just me


The way my hair falls on my shoulder,

the mole on my right leg, 

and my hairy knuckles just make me flawless.

The scars on my feet,

the way my stomache folds,

and my bushy eyebrows make me flawless.

The dry skin on my hands

the freckles on my face,

and my two front teeth make me flawless.

The way I compliment everyone,

the way I try so hard

and the fact that i am just flawless.

 

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