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Persons of beauty always wither
Faster than we’d care to consider Rarely seen by human eyes Their beauty goes unrecognized Quietly drifting out into emptiness To places we don’t know exist. One day we’ll meet them One day we’ll know Where all the beauty gathers And why it had to go.
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