Beauty is a word
A Word that is followed by actions
Not many grasp the concept
It holds truth
It's lives to the end
It pumps blood
Fear cawors in the presence of its nature
So small a magnifying glass could not see
Lessons of love
Essence of a dove.
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almostdead (
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