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Apr 2014
Call me exotic
and get the simple and plain
slapped out of your face
How I feel whenever I tell people I was born here and they say I look like I'm not.
Yes, it's a haiku on purpose.

I am not a fish. I am not a fruit. I am not into human trafficking. Don't describe me as exotic. Don't discredit someone's beauty by claiming its because they're from a far off unusual place- ESPECIALLY if they aren't.
svdgrl
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svdgrl  NY
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