As coal pressured into pearls by our weighty existence. Beauty that arose out of pain.

Suzanne Collins
As coal pressured into pearls by our weighty existence. Beauty...
As coal pressured into pearls by our weighty existence. Beauty...
As coal pressured into pearls by our weighty existence. Beauty...
As coal pressured into pearls by our weighty existence. Beauty...
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"The beauty of these pearls comes from the pressure and weight used during the process. We all come from pain and we all must suffer to reach our full potential. But we must fight against that pain and get up day after day."

Source: Catching Fire

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