My eyes open the same

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My eyes open the same way every day and they react to the light that filters through my curtains.

My hair has a natural curl and it's shiny with vitamins and whatever else is in conditioner.

My skin is virtually perfect: from what you can see, there is no acne nor is there any crevice.

On the inside, my veins pulse with blood, as should anyone's who desires to live.

My personality morphs with the humor of someone else, and I can get along with anyone.

I aspire to be the best that I can be, and this humanistic approach greatly increases the quality of my life.

I am living without a flaw.

Because I have my flaws and I have accepted them.

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