Praise my immaculate skin complexion.
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Cherish these symmetrical features.
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I maintain my poise on this pedestal.
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If looks could kill, my charms would scatter faceless dead bodies everywhere.
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Like an over-exposed medallion hanging around my neck, ostentation glitters.
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Perfect visibility is an asset.
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I reach for its crown.
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Disseminated black roses follow my every step.
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A mirror's reflection is so soothing.
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A stunning self-portrait reveals itself.
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Immortalize this flawless creation.
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Each step feels like a stroll on the red carpet.
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Perfect visibility is an asset, a coronation.
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Modesty can only reduce one's pride to ashes.
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My chin points towards a grey sky: superiority.
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I only look down on other beings: inferiority.
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Immaculate.
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The annihilation of every larvae would not sadden me.
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Immaculate.
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My contempt for the living elevates my one true love to a higher rank.
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Diminish a hero to embellish my dignity.
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Perfect visibility is an asset, a crown held up high.
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I will sit alone on my throne.
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I will sit alone on my throne.
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I will sit alone on my throne.
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I will sit alone on my throne.
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Secluded.
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Immaculate
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