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Flat stomach.

Trimmed thighs.

Toned arms.

Sharp face.

Bones and skin.

Vivid eyes.

Perfect hair.

Makeup flawless.

Skin bright and tan.

Luxurious style.

"Why can't this be me? " she asks. 

We are constantly trapped and bombarded by perfection.

We strive for the impossible

And bleed for the undone. 

Kick punch binge and purge-

All for something that will never be.

Who are we really?

Question the world; never yourself.

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