Why Not Me?

I can see beauty in a lot of things,

I romanticise the smallest moments,

I try to make it all mean something,

I see beauty in the sky,

the lad,

and the seas.

I see beauty in him,

in her, in you.

Even in the feared ones:

moths,

crows,

spiders...

So if I see beauty in everything, why is it so hard

to just find it in the mirror?

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