I care not
for value judgements made
on the colour of my hair
the whiteness of my teeth
or height
of my heels
i would rather
let my art
tell the story
and
be everyman
someone’s child, parent, lover
confidante
muse
safe
and happy
in my anonymity
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Find out a little bit more in the original posting of this photo
on the Two Cents Tuesday Challenge.
Discover how we see ourselves in the Weekly Photo Challenge: Selfie.
ACROSS THE BORED 
Beautiful poem! :)
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Thank you so much!
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Fantastic…a modern variation in a way of “Satisfaction” taken to it’s logical conclusion…
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Thank you so much – your kind comment is much appreciated!
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It was an interesting take on the prompt… :-)
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Curious minds want to know…..
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I will have to find something eventually – most pix of me are not up to (my) snuff, have a fork hanging out of my mouth or you can see my tonsils ’cause I’m laughing like a fool…
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Thats so funny! I avoid pictures of myself!
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This is great. I love it. :)
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Thank you – not much of a choice: it’s a bad hair week!
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I like your editing.
janet
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Thank you – it is a great way to add layers to a photo, if you’ll pardon the pun!
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Yes, anonymity is very attractive–most of us love mystery.
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Besides, I can never get the right angle …
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Hah! Ain’t that the truth.
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More than we care to admit…
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