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Who taught you to be small? Who taught you that these cracks were flaws? Taught you that your light couldn't shine through the fractures and the scars? Who told you to accept what you were given and did not want? Them, that's who

Do not listen to them.

Their mouths are full of turpentine and cyanide. They will strip all that goodness and leave you unraveled.

You need to realize that one by one the population has swelled to billions, but even still you were hand-selected, all beauty and flaw, to never be replicated.

You are the finest art to have ever been created


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