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Me


I like to think I am unique,

that without filters I am that much more special than everyone else.

But I am not more special than everyone else,

because that is an oxymoron.

Everyone is special and unique,

and it is impossible to be "most special" or "most unique";

that's like saying someone is the "most themselves".

Of course everyone is the "most themselves"

because no one can be more you than you.

Without makeup, jewelry, or filters

I am what everybody is without those things:

Me.

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