She had an ethereal glow about her…

She is so beautiful who see beautiful in everything. She always loved the things that the rest of the world forgot, snails and slugs and the broken flowers. She was just herself and the world loved her for this. All her perfect imperfectness made her the most beautiful creature. And the stars blinked as they watch her carefully, jealous of her shine. She consumed me with inspiration, but she was no muse. She was the brush stroke of my every word,

It’s that heart of gold, & stardust soul that make you beautiful

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