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That's just a normal daisy. Right? Wrong!
Even though it's only a daisy, like the ones you can find everywhere, it's special. Because everything in this sometimes really ugly world is special. Because everything is made of stardust, and how could something made out of literal stars not be special?
How can humans walk by next to daisies and dandelions and barely even notice them, because they are nothing special? How did humans get so used to the beauty of flowers like roses which won't hesitate to hurt you if you try to touch them, that they completely ignore the beauty of daisies?
Yes, they are smaller and their color isn't as bright but they still are special. Special in a "nothing special" way. Special in a way not everyone can see.
But like everything made of stardust, they are special.
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First, I want to apologize for the photo quality, but Wattpad somehow messed it up a bit.
Second, I'd like to allow myself to mention my Instagram-account here: rachel.loves.photography. Like the name says, it's an account that I –sometimes– use for my photos. And I said "sometimes", because I usually simply forget to post. But I'll try to do it more often.... and I'll update this book more often! I promise!
