I love fireworks.
They embody the human spirit.
I love them because everyone finds them beautiful.
They're not looked down upon; they're only looked up to.
And though each and every one of them is different, even in the slightest of ways, it doesn't matter.
Their differences don't make them inferior; the make them stand out.
And my favorite part, is this:
Once a firework shoots into the sky, it can't be stopped.
**Nothing
Can
Bring
It
Back
Down.**
Even though the color fades eventually, that firework has left its mark in the sky forever.
It's eternal.
It never dies.
And even if you can't see it, it's still there.
Jul 10, 2013
Jul 10, 2013 at 9:45 PM UTC
I love fireworks.
They embody the human spirit.
I love them because everyone finds them beautiful.
They're not looked down upon; they're only looked up to.
And though each and every one of them is different, even in the slightest of ways, it doesn't matter.
Their differences don't make them inferior; the make them stand out.
And my favorite part, is this:
Once a firework shoots into the sky, it can't be stopped.
**Nothing
Can
Bring
It
Back
Down.**
Even though the color fades eventually, that firework has left its mark in the sky forever.
It's eternal.
It never dies.
And even if you can't see it, it's still there.
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