Earth is not merely ground — she is the mirror of form, where spirit is made visible and thus, vulnerable.
She is the keeper of perception — the quiet sculptor who knows that beauty, once seen, is never innocent.

“Prettier on Display” is her confession.

It unravels the gaze that worships and wounds in the same breath.
The song steps outside the self, wearing the eyes of the one who desires, until the self becomes spectacle — a statue mistaken for a soul.

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It is not a song of empowerment, but of awareness — the sharp edge of consciousness when you realize you’ve been carved into someone else’s vision.

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Earth whispers: to be seen is to risk distortion; to be known, even more so.