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Don’t tell me

Don’t tell me that my shoes don’t match

Don’t tell me to braid my hair

Don’t tell me my clothes are too tight

Don’t tell me my skirt is too short

Don’t tell me my voice is too loud

Don’t tell me to smile

Don’t tell me to wear sunglasses

Don’t try to cover my eyes

There’s no shading out this cruel world.

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