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You shun me now because
of my imperfect body
and my blemished skin.
But I will not stay this way forever.
This is only a shell
and it will soon shed itself
to reveal my true nature;
a creature whose beauty,
inside and out, 
is beyond compare.

And don't you ever come  
crawling back to me
when I'm more beautiful
than you are.

afraid | spring cleaning
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