like grass blowing in the wind,
you are beautiful.
but beautiful is such a fragile word,
and beauty is so intangible,
intangible and untouchable.
you are you,
you are beautiful.
skin and bones and a heartbeat-
you are here,
i can touch you and i can hold you.
stand tall. don't ever blow away-
i lean on you more than you could ever know.
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