#nofilter
The filter's hides my insecurites,
They continue to change my destiny.
Taking away the filter,
One by one, I see who I am,
Who I truly am.
Finally seeing myself, Loving myself,
Caring for myself, Loving every inch of my body.
I am happy.
I have a voice now.
I have no filter.
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