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Beauty

There is no failed attempts at beauty. 
Why are we looking for answers to our appearances

when the mirror is in front of us.
What is the difference between you and I-
when there's no me, but instead a society 
of homogeneous people? Why am I trying to fit in?
How may we express our looks without  
being judged by others? How can I make myself less
abstracted? A member of the society, 
Gracing the front cover of a magazine, or ideal
bodies that grab the reader's attention.
We stare at our reflections.
Make up, plastic surgery, and the ways we change ourselves. Can't see the difference from everyone else.
Who are you? Do I know you?

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