๐“‘๐“ฎ๐“ช๐“พ๐“ฝ๐“ฒ๐“ฎ๐“ผ ๐“ธ๐“ฏ ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ ๐“ฆ๐“ธ๐“ป๐“ต๐“ญ

When I get scared of the world I pause
I sit back and observe it’s beauty,
Instead of taking in it’s ugliness.
The first thing I look for is a flower.
Not seas, mountains…
Not even trees.
How could something so small be so beautiful.
Then I realize,
Nothing is too big or small to impact the world.
Everything has a reason for existing.
For growing.
For dying.
And I remember why I’m here.
To calm a friend when the world feels too heavy for them.
To fall in love with someone that might need me as much as I need them.
To spread kindness,
Lessen the blows of the terrors of the world.
I am here to be beautiful.

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