written December 2022

I was not put together with cotton wool or candy floss.
I have no exterior gloss.
The battles I have fought were where my bone and skin moulded.
With no get-out clause, I folded many times.
And my face carries age lines.
You may skim or skate over the surface if you wish but know this.
I will never ask for your validation or seek applause.
I am perfectly imperfect.
FLAWED.
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Superbly evoked 👏✨
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Thank you so much ❤️❤️
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Gorgeous, Maggie
❤
David
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Thank you so much David 🙏❤️🙏
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