A gentle hand upon my heart, A loving glance, a brand new start. I cherish all that makes me, me, The flaws, the strengths, for all to see. No harsh critique, no judging eye, Just acceptance, beneath the sky. A sacred bond, a deep embrace, I love myself, in time and space.
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Self-Love
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A gentle hand upon my heart, — A loving glance, a brand new start.
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