You are beautiful.
Yeah, you. That's right. I'm looking straight into your eyes. Read this carefully -- you are magnificent. You are brilliant, wonderful, and no little amount of astounding. You are a beautiful and unique snowflake amongst a world of decaying gray matter. Every morning I wake up and contemplate ending my meager and hollow existence, however! a simple thought of you makes me smile and put my feet on the floor, anticipating a brighter day. You make me complete. You are beautiful.
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