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I Stand in Beauty, and Beauty Grows With Me


How do I see beauty?

I’ve learned to see it everywhere.

The trees, the paintings, the nooks and the mannerisms

Everything sparks inspiration, imagination.

 

That’s what I’ve found about growing;

Respecting, wondering, trying

Emotions are the key to the lockbox

That many decide to hide and hold.

 

But when you let go

When you feel

And feel everything

Then you will learn

That life is such a beautiful state of existence.

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