the power of she
She was beautiful.
But not in that way that she wanted to be seen
on the outside.
It was in the way she looked across a
sea of people born of nothing but differences,
yet saw nothing but beauty.
She knew she was special
not because anyone told her but because she knew what it was to feel worthless.
She will change the world.
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