God;
take the extensions in our hair,
the contact lenses in our eyes,
our botoxed cheeks,
our buffed up lips,
our moisturized hands,
our manicured nails,
our pedicured feet,
our size zero figures,
the innocence in our eyes,
the rosiness of ours cheeks,
the smile on our lips,
the abstract lines on our hands,
our energetic feet,
our majestic forms,
our glowing hearts,
the eager in our voices,
our caring actions,
our loving selves,
the child in us all,
our careers,
our lives.
God, take it all.
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