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Jun 2019
Whoever said circles
under eyes were unattractive
clearly never held their's up
with pride.

Dedication, the endless hours
of studying and writing
etched on lines of paper
and lines on skin.

Control,  to not fall into
the bags that grow wider
underneath eyes.

Energy, making a millimeter
go a mile.
A long day of work
then no sleep.

I hold my undereyes up with pride.
I have passed the tests needed to obtain them.
And I refuse to let anyone
Anyone.
Take away that pride.

My eyes display strength and control.
I earned them.
Dare not disrespect them.

For they shall not accept it.
Serendipity
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Serendipity  21/Alive
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