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Self-Analyze
I'll never be a 
 Prima Ballerina,
 the girl at center stage.
 No one will ever kiss the ground I walk on,
 No one will ever praise my name.
 
 I admit I'm not really pretty,
 no full-lipped,
 blue-eyed beauty.
 I don't wear spiked heels
 and own no dresses.
 
 True, 
 I am no model,
 But when writing
 I am a royal queen.
 Pencils and pens are my soldiers,
 Paper the battleground,
 Erasers are my weapons,
 And I command them all.

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