I wish I was beautiful Whole and smooth The landscape of my body is marred by wars waged on my soul I am not untouched I have my ravines and my crevasses My gorges and my arid deserts I am not all fertile I have my barrenness That soul vacancy that echoes in the dark Life has had its way with me I am tattered But I am still here.
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