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No one's perfect, no one's pure,
For everyone once fell for the devil's allure.
You and I are different individuals,
But all of us are all mortals.

She has beauty, he has strength,
They have intellect and yet others have wealth.
No one's the same as the other,
For we all vary from one another.

You are your own person,
And I am my own person.
You have qualities that I have not,
And I have qualities that you have not.

Raise your chin with pride,
Insecurities you shall brush aside.
You're not them, they're not you.
To them and yourself be true.

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