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OLIVIA CHAN | CREATIVES



she stared into the mirror

face raw and bare;

if you stopped and stared

she was ordinary, fair

but-


the way her eyes slanted upwards naturally

and the way her nose stood tall organically

the way her lips sat plump easily

kept crowds in awe at the local menagerie.


she hated the dimensions defined by her face-

the enclosure was small

and she just wanted more

than crowds spilling out from above

dropping

treats as ‘love’.


she peered into the mirror

determined to fit in with the others

but now the others try the same old tricks

like some sick form of love,

trying to copy from above.

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