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Jun 2018
Beauty lies in the eye of the beholder
But what if I have no eye.
And I cannot, will not tell you that lie.
But can I tell you that beauty is your first name.
The essence that puts together the names of yourself into the sentence
You speak when you shake my hand.
Simply by touch
Touch is how you relate to a person like me.
But no touch is worthy to know what beauty is.
That is why they say beauty needs an eye.
So what is the rest of my body meant for?
What they should really say is
Beauty is what makes me laugh
After I have gained the light of vision in the heart of my head.
And I am giggling now
Because I don’t know what else to do in the presence of such good looks.
Written by
Michael Kusi  28/M
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