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Goddess
My face may not have symmetry
My skin may have spots
My belly may roll and wobble
My thighs may touch... a lot
Petals do not have symmetry
Mountains may have spots
The ocean may roll and wobble
The clouds they touch... a lot
I see the beauty of nature
Everytime I look at me
I was handcrafted by goddesses
As is everything I see
Monday 24th February 2020 6:31 pm
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