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Modern

We scroll through people
Hoping we’ll find love through lust
In a world where we are so connected
And yet we have never been more alone

Our bodies are no longer ours
When we give them out to anyone
With hands we think we like

And we find the right light, or angle
To hide any imperfections we own
Then we wonder why we hate the mirrors
And in turn why we hate ourselves

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