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She wasn't particularly pretty, Just a plain, average girl in high school. She wasn't particularly brilliant, Though no one would call her a fool. She wasn't very athletic, Preferring to sit in the shade. She wasn't very artistic; Her drawings were all left unpraised. But she wasn't going to block out the cry: That though childhood may have been tough, She must stop defining herself by her "wasn't", And learn, what she was, was enough.
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Jun 11, 2020
Jun 11, 2020 at 12:24 AM UTC
She Wasn't
She wasn't particularly pretty, Just a plain, average girl in high school. She wasn't particularly brilliant, Though no one would call her a fool. She wasn't very athletic, Preferring to sit in the shade. She wasn't very artistic; Her drawings were all left unpraised. But she wasn't going to block out the cry: That though childhood may have been tough, She must stop defining herself by her "wasn't", And learn, what she was, was enough.
I am broken, but I am enough.
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Jun 11, 2020
Jun 11, 2020 at 12:24 AM UTC
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