You are so beautiful, but nobody can see.
You do not know what you mean to me.
Just because you do not shimmer or shine.
Does not mean you are not just fine.
You fly by to be shooed away.
Only since you stay a shade of gray.
Others are praised for their grace.
They do not know what you face.
They don't take the time to look into your eyes.
Heaven knows what they would find.
I'd look forever if I could.
Even if no one else would.
So, do not look down on yourself.
You mean more than you think to someone else.
And a hundred butterflies couldn't capture me.
A gray moth is all you need to be.
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