Your best you is not found in the eyes glaring back at you in the mirror each day. Instead, the you that matters most, is found in the corners of each smile gracing faces you may never know. Or, in the remnants of light, writing your firefly name in the atmosphere long after you've left the room.
The best of you is in the selfless laughter of your last dime hitting the bottom of a tin can in the hand of a beggar others pass each day. It is in the thank you's that shall come your way without you ever knowing why.
My friends, the best of you, of us, will never be found staring back at us in the looking glass, but instead in the rhythmic symphony of heartbeats that beat stronger because we were here!
The best of you, beloved, has yet to show her unforgettable face!
The best of you is in the selfless laughter of your last dime hitting the bottom of a tin can in the hand of a beggar others pass each day. It is in the thank you's that shall come your way without you ever knowing why.
My friends, the best of you, of us, will never be found staring back at us in the looking glass, but instead in the rhythmic symphony of heartbeats that beat stronger because we were here!
The best of you, beloved, has yet to show her unforgettable face!
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