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I’ve been thinking a lot lately about your old nose, The one you cut apart and remolded, So you could feel beautiful. There used to be that little bump along the bridge, The tip wiggled slightly when you laughed, Now it just sits there. Today your daughter has your old wiggly nose, And she looks just like you, Used to. I hope that she appreciates it more than you did, And I hope it reminds her every day, That she’s beautiful
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Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 2:21 PM UTC
A letter to my sister’s old nose
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about your old nose, The one you cut apart and remolded, So you could feel beautiful. There used to be that little bump along the bridge, The tip wiggled slightly when you laughed, Now it just sits there. Today your daughter has your old wiggly nose, And she looks just like you, Used to. I hope that she appreciates it more than you did, And I hope it reminds her every day, That she’s beautiful
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Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 2:21 PM UTC
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