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Nov 2011
Nobody has ever asked me
if I had dimples, before...

And I was never sure
if they were a beautiful characteristic,
or just dents in a round face.

They showed themselves, proudly,
after he had told me he thought they
were beautiful.

Lovely, even.

And a light pink quickly,
but gently,
surrounded them with a calming acceptance.

Even dents in my round pink face
were enough to make me feel beautiful
in his charming eyes.
Regan Troop
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