A Natural Glow
I am as a dog chasing a butterfly through the grass,
A baby crying for his mother to hold him,
A masterpiece without a frame.
All natural with boundless opportunities,
All beautifully unique in their own way
If one takes the time to look.
Life has no filter
So why should I?
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