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the women i always wanted around me

to my future daughter:

i will never wish

for you to be

pretty.

in my kisses and

in my embraces

i will forever wish for

you to be pretty smart,

pretty confident,

pretty amazing.

never will this beat up

heart

ask for you to be just

pretty.


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