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I began to love myself, Foreign though it be. But suddenly I've realized, How much it means for me. As I began to love myself, I found it rather hard, To love myself and realize, How beautiful my flaws are. As I went on loving myself, I grew into it fast. I started to put myself first, Instead of always last. I grew self-love and confidence, And realized one day, That as I loved myself, I started loving others the same way. As I began to love myself, Foreign though it be, I saw myself as beautiful, And fell in love with me.
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Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 7:49 AM UTC
A Story of Self-Worth
I began to love myself, Foreign though it be. But suddenly I've realized, How much it means for me. As I began to love myself, I found it rather hard, To love myself and realize, How beautiful my flaws are. As I went on loving myself, I grew into it fast. I started to put myself first, Instead of always last. I grew self-love and confidence, And realized one day, That as I loved myself, I started loving others the same way. As I began to love myself, Foreign though it be, I saw myself as beautiful, And fell in love with me.
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Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 7:49 AM UTC
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