To love yourself, a simple start,
With all your pieces, set apart.
The good, the bad, the bits between,
Acknowledge all that you have been.
No need for perfect, shiny bright,
Just see yourself in truest light.
Embrace the flaws, the stumbles made,
No harsh words whispered, unafraid.
When worries rise and shadows creep,
Kind words to self, you softly speak.
Like gentle rain on thirsty land,
Compassion offered, hand in hand.
Don't hide behind a perfect face,
Let your true self find its space.
Breathe in the now, let worries cease,
And find within, a quiet peace.
When others speak, and words sting deep,
Your worth you know, your promise keep.
Acceptance blooms, a gentle flower,
In every moment, every hour.
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