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❦ "Every time I mean to write about my body, I laugh.
How can someone be so un-in-love with this luscious overflowing
Concoction of thigh
And dark, desirable things?
How could that someone be me how dare I!
How I look in the mirror and grieve!
How do I wake up in hate?
And will I ever make small of my heavy,
To make light of my darkness,
To see beauty where I see ugly?
Someone said they would die for a body like this.
Well, someone is dying to leave this body,
No, someone is trying to love this body again"
- Upile Chisala; a fire like you
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