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6d
I'm not soft,
but I'm not cold.
I'm made of edges
that know when to hold.

I laugh loud,
love louder,
and walk like I own
the ground I was told
not to stand on.
For anyone who's ever been told they're too much- this is your reminder: you're not. You're layered, bold, and built to be felt.
Nev
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Nev  17/F/United States
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