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Her skin is the soil Beautiful in her nature  But becomes dirty once she gets on and into things that he does not want it to When all she can be is her oneself
I am vulnerable I am flawed I am human I put on a mask Try to be what the world wants me to be It isn't me I am vulnerable I am flawed I am human I am a perfectionist
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