This faucet is not painted. It is rusted. This is where I come in with finding beauty in everyday life.The faucet started off all new, shiny, and silver. But the years have worn off its shine and neglect has eaten away its newness. Though the faucet is now rough, the hardships of its life have left it not dismantled and in disrepair, but rather, beautiful, in a way nothing new could attempt to be.
Love,
Lizzy :)
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