You can have the ⁣
Big Lips⁣
Taut starving⁣
Belly⁣
Shrinking back toward your⁣
Spine ⁣
Get off on the ⁣
Indentations⁣
Of your skin toward the ⁣
Bone⁣
The way it⁣
Stretches⁣
over your hips⁣
You can wax your pussy⁣
Bare⁣
Fill your breasts with plastic⁣
Bags⁣
Inject your brows⁣
To make them⁣
Smooth⁣
Paste on⁣
Eyelashes ⁣
Eat ⁣
Less ⁣
You can spend many hours⁣
Dressing up to take the ⁣
Perfect ⁣
Photo⁣
That will show everyone ⁣
who you ⁣
Are⁣

And my love, you will never be full⁣
Because this is a starving existence ⁣

There is a world⁣
Where women have full juicy ⁣
And sometimes saggy ⁣
bottoms⁣
Where our skin looks like the ripples⁣
Of the ⁣
Ocean ⁣
And tree bark lines our ⁣
Eyes⁣
Where our hair⁣
Billows out the sides⁣
Of our bikinis ⁣
And sometimes ⁣
creeps out from⁣
Under our arms⁣
Where our bellies hold⁣
The lushness of life⁣
And our bodies take up room. ⁣
And our voices take up more room. ⁣
There is a world where our minds⁣
Are Quiet. ⁣
Where the force that moves ⁣
Nature⁣
Moves us too. ⁣
And there is deep grief⁣
And Magic⁣
Here. ⁣

I have a magical life. ⁣

A full life. ⁣

And that does not require you to ⁣
Rise⁣
It requires you to ⁣
Sink ⁣
Down ⁣
Down ⁣
Down⁣
Into the dirt. ⁣

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