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BEAUTY FROM SPACE
<p>If I say you're as beautiful</p><p>as the Rose Nebula,</p><p>then perhaps it's an insult to you,</p><p>because as beautiful as it is,</p><p>it is still meagre</p><p>when compared to your beauty.</p><p><br/></p><p>Your smile alone</p><p>is so radiant and beautiful,</p><p>not merely as beautiful</p><p>as a crescent moon,</p><p>but more breathtaking</p><p>than the moon could ever be.</p><p><br/></p><p>You blow my mind, girl,</p><p>just like a supernova.</p><p>You cause an explosion inside me</p><p>that reminds me so much</p><p>of the beginning of everything—</p><p>the Big Bang.</p><p><br/></p><p>Sometimes, I think you're a black hole,</p><p>because nothing else can explain</p><p>why it feels like time has frozen</p><p>when I'm with you,</p><p>when I'm around you.</p><p><br/></p><p>Have you seen how neutron stars revolve?</p><p>They go round and round and round,</p><p>and somehow,</p><p>that's how you revolve</p><p>around the chambers of my mind.</p><p>That's how beauty and elegance</p><p>seem to orbit you,</p><p>as though the universe itself</p><p>forgot how to make them</p><p>without you.</p><p><br/></p><p>My day after seeing you,</p><p>or even talking to you,</p><p>is as bright as a pulsar.</p><p>You bring not just one butterfly</p><p>into my belly,</p><p>but a zillion of them,</p><p>fluttering wildly</p><p>through the galaxies within me.</p><p><br/></p><p>And sometimes I wonder</p><p>how you cannot see</p><p>what I see.</p><p>How you can stand before a mirror</p><p>and find something to dislike,</p><p>while I stand here wondering</p><p>how the universe could possibly</p><p>have created something</p><p>so breathtaking.</p><p><br/></p><p>When others were made from clay,</p><p>I think you were different.</p><p>Perhaps you were made</p><p>from pieces of starlight,</p><p>from the dust of dying stars,</p><p>from the gold hidden</p><p>inside the heart of the universe.</p><p><br/></p><p>Perhaps,</p><p>before the heavens scattered their stars,</p><p>they kept one little piece</p><p>for you.</p><p>And perhaps that's why</p><p>even on the days</p><p>you cannot see your own light,</p><p>the darkness</p><p>still cannot swallow you.</p><p><br/></p><p>Because somewhere beneath</p><p>every scar,</p><p>every flaw,</p><p>every doubt you've ever carried,</p><p>there is a universe</p><p>still burning inside you.</p><p><br/></p><p>So, look at yourself again, girl.</p><p>Not through the eyes</p><p>that taught you to hate yourself.</p><p>But through the eyes</p><p>of the universe—</p><p>and tell me,</p><p>how could something</p><p>made of so much starlight</p><p>ever be anything</p><p>less than beautiful?</p>
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