"She was the girl who saw beauty in everything; in every spec of dust dancing in the sunlight, in every freckle on your face, she devoured it with such pleasure and appreciation. But she never saw anything beautiful about her. She opened up everyone's eyes about the brilliance of the world, yet she could not see her own."
- 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒂𝒅
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