Looking Inside of Me
Walking around in a meadow I see a beautiful flower I pick just for me,raising it up for me to see the beauty this flower has grown to be. I place this flower up in my hair for every one to see, this beauty that flows on and over me, take a step back and look at me and tell me if you can see this beautiness instilled deep in me. This is how it should be when you walk by and look at me.
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