Paper doll
Proportioned legs & arms
Nice head on her shoulders.
Cute skirt.
Each cut sharp and precise
Sometimes mirrored images
Like going thru it twice.
Only to shape her into what's right.
Some lines edgier curvier
Still admired in whatever shape.
Each doll created from the last doll
But they all remain the same she.
Molded by the external
Driven by the internal
Beauty at its best.
The gift of life from a greater being
Created in the image of...
Her.
Ajia Z
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