I'll tell you about a girl. She, the fairy tale, is not the happiest. But I already know…believe me, it's true that even in sadness, a tear holds meaning... The girl is a little old, to call her a woman—it doesn't quite fit. Because when no one is watching her, she is still running wild with the clouds. In the rain, even the umbrella stays shut. In the cold, she refuses gloves. She will smile kindly at the vagrant. And she will watch the wet sparrows. Sometimes she's terribly tired... Most of all from herself. And from everything. She can never manage to grow up. Maturity sits strange on her. Life lessons, she does not learn. But she can recite to you lovely lines. She'll always flood you with questions, her paths...aren't white. And you will always be tested with her, as she simply does not forgive betrayals. She has a gift and carries it inside herself. To give away. And to be given away… If you ever meet her, tell her that clouds are infinitely important! Or don't say anything, just hold her. Every great thing—it comes wet from the rain.
# An Average Girl She is neither very beautiful nor very ugly— just that kind of girl you pass on the street and forget by evening. Her eyes are neither large nor small, her hair neither golden nor dark as night, her smile neither radiant nor sad— a plain arithmetic of features, nothing that lingers in the mind. She dresses without drama, speaks without flourish, walks as if the pavement owes her nothing. Yet somewhere in that ordinariness lives a whole world— thoughts that scatter like sparrows, dreams that arrive unannounced, a heart that breaks as deeply as any heart can break. She has loved with the same fervor as the most beautiful girl in the room, has wept just as hard, has known joy that felt like lightning in her veins. She reads books no one asks about, harbors secrets no one thinks to seek, contains multitudes in that unremarkable frame. The world looks past her, and she has learned to look past the world— not with bitterness, but with a quiet understanding that true beauty is never what the eye immediately catches. She is the girl who will change someone's life, who will write something that matters, who will love someone fiercely, and the world will still call her average. But she knows better. She has always known better.
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