A Letter To My Impatient Self
Quite fortunately,
There's unseen beauty in ugly things.
And altogether fascinating,
Unrevealed mystery in every smile.
Just as a treasure is hidden,
Not every purpose is outwardly intended.
The smoothness of a road doesn't always gurantee a safe destination.
Sometimes, it's the rough road that leads to the strongest direction.
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