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    its her 3rd birthday flowing dress, pink ribbons curly hair in mother’s clip watching the big girls walk the streets
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Whom hold's that position? Whom is this beholder and what gave him, or her the right to set beautiful's standards. I may not have the biggest bust, but my heart is by far huge.
Gently Blowing in the Wind, Unheard. Sweeping Through Time, Unseen. Going Along with the Day, Unknown.
I'm only one out of 7 billion. My home is round and weighs more than a million.   I'm courageous and insecure, I'm a mess, a beautiful one for sure. I'm overly positive and negative at the same time,
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