Tilted
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Complete Sat, Jan 9, 2021<5 mins
"Exactly. Liv, what I'm trying to tell you is this. Every leaf in that tree is different. Different shapes, sizes, colors, and shades. But when you look at that tree, what do you see?"
"Beauty. That's what you see. Find the beauty in the chaos, Liv. That's what life is all about." He told me, tilting my perfectionistic perspectives.
This is my story for the #instaxStillsToLife writing competition. Enjoy!
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