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You look in the mirror, Begin to apply the corrupted judgments of society upon what you see. But what the mirror doesn't reveal is what truly matters.
If you knew me now, you’d know I’ve changed If you knew me now, you’d see me differently I’m not the same person I used to be
Don’t judge a girl by her cover. Every move she makes And each word she says May be the product of a Stint of thought, Duly considered before Made or said. Don’t judge her cover,