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Beauty



there is beauty in the world
for those who have eyes to see it

beauty has kept me company
when I have been alone
she gave me all I needed and more
than I could hope for
when all I had seemed gone

merely glancing out my window
proved to be the solution
and what was beyond
repaired
and prepared my soul
so I could move on
be strong
and bend in the wind
once more.



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Meloo Straight From Her Tilt-a-World
April 3, 2017 7:30pm Pacific Standard Time
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