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As I stand infront of the mirror

I see a short, pacific islander girl

Long, wavy black hair flowing in the wind

Her eyes are a beautiful shade of brown

Her skin complexion shining brighter than the sun

Flawless as the goddess of love

Her smile lights up a room

Her teeth white as milk

She's beautiful in every single way

There's nothing she should change about herself

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