I’m finding beauty in low quality video. I’m finding beauty in saying hello to a shy boy I think is cute. I’m finding beauty in saying exactly what’s on my mind and not trying to diffuse it with analogies or rhymes. I’m finding beauty in old tshirts and messy ponytails. I’m finding beauty in the quiet spaces between each vocal note. I’m finding beauty in finding beauty. But I am not beautiful. Not yet.
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