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| V E S P E R T I N E

She stared at her reflection,
Took in the belly fat she'd grown to hate.
She stared at her reflection,
Wrinkling her nose at her tangled hair.
She stared at her reflection,
'Til she remembered

that

all of her

was

meant

to

be

loved.

And so she stared at her reflection
And smiled.

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