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As we age, weather beaten, new beauty appears. Beauty from the story told from our rust, manifesting outside growth, marks and breaks. A piece of art,   increasing in value. No longer a block of material, innocent to the world.
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Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 5:37 AM UTC
AS Beauty In Our Age.
As we age, weather beaten, new beauty appears. Beauty from the story told from our rust, manifesting outside growth, marks and breaks. A piece of art,   increasing in value. No longer a block of material, innocent to the world.
Increasing our worth, with each lesson learnt and running after our true thirst.
Miss_Eri
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Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 5:37 AM UTC
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