Beauty Is In The Eye Of The Beholder (I Am)
I see beauty beyond the pains of this world, the thoughts of our young boys and the heartbreaks of our girls. I am a beholder.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Eyes are like pairs of binoculars. Hand the world a pair, everyone will see something different. Tell me to blink my eyes and I'll see beauty at it's simplest. I am a beholder.
The dusk of dawn approaches so effortlessly. I see darkness turn to light as warmness becomes cooler. The beautiful sun sets inevitably. I am a beholder.
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