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she loves the earth
a little more than she loves
herself
and she'll water the ground
with her tears
so she can watch the trees grow
before ever letting them die.

she understands that
people stem from roots,
much like the flowers
she so admires.

and she can spot the shade
of blue in your hazel eyes
and the freckle on your chin
that you ache to get rid of,
and she knows you think of
yourself as a tarnished body.

but she thinks you're a
wonderful creation, and
nothing can compare to
your perfection.

she knows that,
as humans,
we make mistakes.

but just like the flowers,
we can grow in spite
of those mistakes
and we are beautiful.

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