BEAUTY
full of youth,
holding the hands
to future places
joy without price,
the song loved
walking into
the back side of
shadows
cashmere and sun
rain and flowers
wind and violins
the beauty
of the same path
merging,
gold and silver
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Author:
shadow424 (
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