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Feb 2020
i hate how i look.
and i would stare in the mirror hoping that soon i wouldn’t.
but the longer i stared the less i liked what i saw.
and no matter how long i did it, nothing ever changed.
and i soon realized that i’ll never be enough for myself.
Written by
aislinn infanti
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     Carmen Jane and Fawn
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