The Power of Lighting

Sat, 01/03/2015 - 16:58 -- ghrkb

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Wake up.

Take a look into the mirror.

Who am I, really?

Short.

Girl.

American.

Average.

Atheltic.

What do these words even mean?

Feminist.

Artistic.

Brainy.

Celibate.

Prude.

I wear a different hat depending on the glasses you're looking through.

What people see,

isn't all that it seems.

Who are you to define me?

No filter. No shame. No fear.

I am me today.

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