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simple plain and green


I want to sport a ponytail,

but you can find me with a bun.

My filters make me stylish, beautiful, and fun

no filter makes me brave, filled with courage, and rough.

green has become my norm which sometimes I hide through a filter

no one can understand the pride I perfrom with all they see is glitter.

but I salute everymorning 0630 sharp

I dont need a filter I serve from the heart.

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