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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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