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May 2018
Breaking reflective glass, feeling outnumbered and outclassed,
those "beauty contests," not one did you pass.
Now you can't stand your own face, features so out of place,
and I know they called you ugly again, so you redrew yourself with a surgical pen.
You say it's just a little plastic, but now your face looks so elastic,
but they now call you amazing, you feel ecstatic,
but tell me, do you really feel that fantastic?
Edric Daumier
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Edric Daumier
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