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Beauty
I see it time and time again
that beauty’s made by what is spent.
A beauty that demands a price
with outer glow and inner ice.
And observation seems to tell
it’s only as deep as the well,
for come the day the well runs dry…
such beauty simply waves goodbye.
Saturday 17th February 2024 7:07 pm
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