What I Love About Myself - Poem by crystal ruth
and the next day after that
there will always be one me
and there is nothing truer than that.
But, what I love about myself
is more than words can describe.
But, if I have to choose just one thing
as to what I love about myself
it'll have to be my caring heart
for those that I love the most.
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