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Nov 2021
Some days, I'd stare at the sky and whisper, "Perfect."
Sometimes I'd gaze at the mountains and say, "Breathtaking."
At times I'd peer into the deep sea and think, "Amazing."
But everytime I look at the mirror I say, "Beautiful!"
Kate Borlasa
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Kate Borlasa  24/F/Milky Way, Galaxy
(24/F/Milky Way, Galaxy)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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