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She thought of her looks as abysmal, So her perspective on 'beauty' changed. She looked at beauty for what she was not; extraordinary. Haunting for perfect beauty, Anything less than extraordinary was lousy Until the day someone taught her where to look, To find extraordinary in everything mundane, Flushed, she realised that she could be extraordinary too.
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Sep 28, 2015
Sep 28, 2015 at 12:39 PM UTC
Extraordinary
She thought of her looks as abysmal, So her perspective on 'beauty' changed. She looked at beauty for what she was not; extraordinary. Haunting for perfect beauty, Anything less than extraordinary was lousy Until the day someone taught her where to look, To find extraordinary in everything mundane, Flushed, she realised that she could be extraordinary too.
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Sep 28, 2015
Sep 28, 2015 at 12:39 PM UTC
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