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And she tried to remind herself that she was enough

But realized she was everything – the spirit of the trees and the seas and the mountains and the breeze

Her freckles mimicked grains of sand on the great Sahara

That unruly hair the fur of every wild beast on the planet

Her heartbeat was the very pulse of time itself

And her smile carved a Grand Canyon on her face

In that moment

The glimmer in her eyes

Could only be matched by the twinkle of every star in the cosmos

And that was indeed

More than enough for her