My story

I came alone, i have walked tall through pain and hurt and now i am stronger. I live for me i live for the sun on skin my dark skin, i am a child of Africa with strenght to walk in desert and hope for my home and my people we are beautiful we are shaped in all sizes with the glory of God shining within. The world is beautiful we are beautiful no amount of hurt can break you unless you allow it. My beauty is not external but inside i am happy with my large hips my big chest my full legs and my honest heart i am thankful to apart of the great human race.
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Posted: Nov 2017

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Happychatty1online today!
Great poem..thanks for sharing it
I love your inner strength and confidence in who you are ...a survivor standing tall.
Proud to be the woman you are ..loving your feminine curves...
Stay strong wave heart beating
lindsyjones
I'm happy for you.

Recognizing your strength and beauty is inspiring.wave
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