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You look into the mirror and sometimes may see a mess of human being.

But you don't see the lives you touched, or the people you've saved.
You don't see all the love you've given freely, or the extraordinary memories you've made.

You are a book of beautiful moments and feelings.

You are not weak because you cry.
You are not a simple being.

You make plants come back to life, and you turn cold rain showers into warm downpours.

You are a peace of art that makes people feel things.
You don't bring people to their knees, you give them a solid footing.

And that is beautiful.

~heartbeat-inthe-brain

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