Everyone is beautiful. Their grubbiness, their dirt and grime. Their humanity and their fear. They ongoing guilt and bravery is inspiring and admirable. I see their faults and perfect flaws. They are so lovely. Those exact flaws use their imaginary hands to mold every nick and cut, every drop of blood and every scar on the person they adorn. Without these beautiful imperfections we would all be perfect, and what fun is that? Who wants to be truly untouched. Why would you look at a painting without paint? Why would you listen to music without sound? Why would you live without life.

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Ashton Hill

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