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How could I love myself                                                  If I didn’t study the clumsy crevices that lay in my stomach? How could I love myself                                                  If I didn’t nurse the jagged grooves that make up my spine? How could I love myself                                                  If I didn’t unearth the secrets that my pores harvested at night? I am touching parts of myself that I have never touched before.
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Apr 15, 2020
Apr 15, 2020 at 2:04 PM UTC
self-love
How could I love myself                                                  If I didn’t study the clumsy crevices that lay in my stomach? How could I love myself                                                  If I didn’t nurse the jagged grooves that make up my spine? How could I love myself                                                  If I didn’t unearth the secrets that my pores harvested at night? I am touching parts of myself that I have never touched before.
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meysa
London
Apr 15, 2020
Apr 15, 2020 at 2:04 PM UTC
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