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Oct 2016
Imagine a woman who looks at the mirror
naked, and looks straight to her eyes and says
to herself, She is beautiful.  Imagine that woman
so in love with herself that nobody could dump
nor put her down.  She loves her curves, her full *******
like the mountains of Madyaas, her rounded belly
her chocnut brown skin. Her stretch marks, Ah! those are
carvings of her giving birth.  Her curly hair following only
the whims of the wind.  Imagine that woman.  The reflection
at the mirror looking at you

Is your Emancipated Self.
Written by
Mary Ederline Mamburam  Bacolod City, Philippines
(Bacolod City, Philippines)   
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   Doug Potter
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