Diving
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*Under Editing* She felt that she wasn't even pretty "for a black girl" She wasn't blessed with defined curls or an hourglass figure. Instead she had a wide nose, hair with a cotton like texture, and tiny curves.
Rather than let her insecurities bring her down, she poured her heart and soul into making a difference in the lives of others as a nurse and focused on inner beauty.
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