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Naked

She stood before the mirror

naked.

First, she saw that her soul was bare.

Next…her body.

Perfect white,

creased by a lifetime of curving

for others.

So fragile stood the moment

of naked.

So solid stood the lifetime ahead.

Of naked.

woman s bare back
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