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Feb 2016
Why is it that I find it hard
to look in the mirror?
Why am I so reluctant to take a picture?
Why is it when going through
photo albums I skip through
the pictures I'm in?

Why has society's idea of beautiful
affected me so much that I look at
myself with disgust?
When I say I'm not beautiful
I am not seeking for compliments.
All I want is to meet someone who not
only claims everyone
beautiful, but also believes it within.
Jaee Derbéssy
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Jaee Derbéssy  nowhere, yet everywhere.
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