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The wind was whispering stories to one another, rushing back and forth at one another in a frenzy manner. The sad thing was that neither of them could understand what the wind was telling them. And this saddened the wind, but it kept raging on.

"I've never fully realized how utterly beautiful this world can be," said Ronny. His eyes to the sky, seeing the pinks, the reds, the oranges, and the blue all mixed and mingled together as the sun set. It was quite cold outside, but the weather didn't stop them.

"Not a lot of people do, you know, appreciate the beauty." Poppy said as she scribbled in her notebook. Ronny hadn't noticed that Poppy was drawing him. His hair messy, shoulders hunched, and long legs pulled up to his chest made her get out her sketchbook that was in her bag. Poppy hadn't drawn in a while, but she found herself itching to draw him. So she did.

"I think that goes along with many people nowadays," he said. "A lot of people don't fully appreciate the beauty they hold. I mean, just look at people, so many different shapes and sizes, hair colors, skin, eyes...it's all so wonderful and different." Then he frowned, his hands playing with a hole in his sweater. "And it makes me so upset that there's so many people in this world that look at themselves and be so repulsed, so disgusted at what's looking back at them. And what saddens me the most is that they can't see that they're truly a work of art; a masterpiece that has yet to be fully unraveled."

At loss of words, Poppy set her pencil down and gulped. She wouldn't admit it to him, she felt a lump forming in her throat at how beautiful his words were. She was glad she'd met a person like him who thought like that.

Slowly, Ronny watched as a smile first found its way into Poppy's eyes before forming on her lips last. She was radiant right then, brighter than the sun or stars, and he tried to remember her smile - no, that smile before it was gone like a light.

"Oh, Ronny," she said, her voice sounding thick with admiration. "You have such a beautiful mind."

And then Ronny smiled.

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