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Jan 2021
She was built to be beautiful.
But she doesn’t think she is.
Someone told her that she is pretty;
Someone told her that she is ****;
Another person asked if she’d had her eye
brows arched, she said no, they are always like that.

She was carded at a restaurant when she asked for alcohol.
The waitress asked to see her ID, when she saw her birth year
the waitress said “get out!” You don’t look like you were born in that year!

Why can’t I see me, the way others see me? Why can’t I see my beauty!
Why can’t I see the beauty in me?
Nikkie
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Nikkie  47/F
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