The Nature of Beauty
Flowers are not able to see their petalsTherefore, they are not able to see how beautiful they are
But everyone else can
Inside and out
Our personalities and qualities sprout
We doubt ourselves at an extensive price
In order to love yourself, you have to sacrifice
With arms that flow free like leafs
Our self-hate should be brief
There is no need in wishing to be anyone
Because the journey has only begun
We are able to see everything about ourselves
Therefore, we are able to see how beautiful we are
And so can everyone else
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