plain

she never thought herself
beautiful

the mirror never said
such things to her

no one did, really

and the golden-haired girls
with kind faces
never seemed to
welcome at her

she loved them
and hated them

eventually
she let go enough
to stop
hating herself

eventually
she learned
that she could be
beautiful.

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