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May 2013
Her tanned skin reflects in the mirror of which she stares
Only to find imperfections and disatisfaction
Her mind fights her every morning
To some size is just a number on the inside of your jeans
To her size is everything
She is painfully thin
This isn't a disease but rather a way of life
Tori
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Tori
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