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I am drop dead gorgeous,
My eyes - a sparkling crystal blue,
My skin so creamy and soft,
My skin, so fresh - brand new.

My hair is like sun-kissed corn silk,
Weightlessly blond and fine,
My smile is so captivating,
My eyes - so inviting and kind.

My expressions are what I'd call precious,
Each one a miracle, to say the least.
Bestowing upon everyone around me,
Such a sense of calm, of utter peace.

My body is a piece of artistic perfection
Created by its sculptor with attention and love,
An obvious statement of divine intervention,
Manufactured within the heaven's above.

Not a mark of imperfection upon me,
Every little detail so finely tuned,
The notion of improvement, so foreign,
With me, there is just no room.

I've got audiences around the world.
Fans follow me wherever I go.
Always asking me how I'm so beautiful,
My secrets, they long to know.

Its like I produce this mysterious magic,
That camera's just adore.
People always want to be close to me,
Never getting enough, always wanting more.

Sometimes I find it all a bit overwhelming,
I feel like I just smile, sleep - play.
I guess not everyone's as lucky as me,
I'm thankful for my blessings each and every day.

Oh, and I'll also tell you another thing,
When I am with my friends, they literally drool.
It must be something about my aura -
Calm, collected, attractive - yet so cool.

I'd have to say I'm the most gorgeous person alive,
At-least, that's what I'm always told.
How am I supposed really know, however,
I'm only one year old!

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