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Apr 2016
I began to love myself,
Foreign though it be.
But suddenly I've realized,
How much it means for me.

As I began to love myself,
I found it rather hard,
To love myself and realize,
How beautiful my flaws are.

As I went on loving myself,
I grew into it fast.
I started to put myself first,
Instead of always last.

I grew self-love and confidence,
And realized one day,
That as I loved myself,
I started loving others the same way.

As I began to love myself,
Foreign though it be,
I saw myself as beautiful,
And fell in love with me.
Angela G
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