I am a leaf.
I am flawless.
I am not the flawless found in Vogue magazine.
Nor am I the flawless with perfect skin and long hair.
I am the flawless found in a leaf.
A leaf is beautiful, simple.
It is harder to love than a beautiful red rose.i
A leaf takes time to discover and fully appreciate the beauty.
I look in the mirror everyday.
Everyday I see the same leaf.
Finally, I am seeing the beauty.
I see no flaws in the leaf anymore.
I am flawless.
I am not the beautiful red rose.
I am not the Vogue model.
I am a leaf.
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