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Ever been told that you're beautiful? I can never fully feel this... I know what they speak of, I don't want to be it.
Beautiful like a diamond ring, like an outmoded 30's dress under glass, a porcelain bowl, a colour of paint... glitter on a Raver's cheek. (Do we even have "Ravers" anymore? Am I going over your head...?)
I want to be beauty in motion, mobile and kinetic... unlike a painting or something useless and fragile. Not a bottle of essence or a blank slate. I've been this for too long.
Spouted crap it all is. What do you know, people who find me attractive externally?
A high class problem, but a deep one nonetheless. I yearn for depth, but wallow in in it's complexity...
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