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Jun 2017
I read once that we will only ever see ourselves through reflections and pictures.
We will never be able to see what we look like in the eyes of someone else.
So when you'd tell me I was beautiful,
I would shake my head in disagreement,
Nod back and laugh.
Little do I know however
You were able to see the true beauty
That I was immensely blind to.
6:19 a.m. 06/15/17
Tianna Jacquez
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Tianna Jacquez  15/F/NM
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