My eyes are small as bean
And my nose is very high.
My ears out as a monkey.
As they reached the height of my eye.
My lips are sleek as a pen.
And my teeth don't lay in line.
And it seems I'm fixated with a permanent pout.
But it is not a crime.
And maybe my skin is not smooth as a feather.
Since I'm a human, not a bird.
And of course, I have pimples upon it.
With no dimples to make it better.
Since everyone not has one.
I'm not an ideal face
To showcase to the world.
I'm made in my way.
To break the high beauty standard.
I'm nothing like those magazine girls.
Since I don't hold a sharp jawline.
And I maybe have a potato face.
But I'm all fine.
I'm happy with my small eyelashes.
I'm happy with my thin brows.
I'm especially enjoying my narrow forehead.
And my abnormal hair growths.
I'm my unique face.
I'm my defined style.
You can find hundreds of model faces.
Where you can find it like mine?
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