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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