Who is Going to Love Me Then?

I am pretty.

I am intelligent.

My golden brown hair shines in the sun.

My skin glows.

There is nothing wrong with me.

Until my golden brown hair no longer has sun to shine in.

And my skin is surrounded by darkness.

What then?

Who is going to love me then?


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Korea, Love and Longing

South African with a passion for writing, photography... and nothing much else. I travel the world in order to find the country I like the best. Four years in South Korea makes me a winning survivor of Google translate and charades. Currently, living in Spain. - Love

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