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Mirror mirror on the wall What will be the death of us all?   She sat there making judgment of who is most fair Where dreams come true, she lived a nightmare
She is light Busting with colors and hues Inviting as church pews Ambiance that might save a few Salvaging broken hearts And making recycled art She is bird Peacock feather decor
God made man God made woman
My body is subject to pointing out the obvious- I have curves in odd places, and yes I wear a size 32 jean- but that doesn't mean I'm average. As women we're taught our first words "diet" and "beauty"-
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