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Mar 2013
I can feel it
the beauty.
it is not in my eyes
nor my hair
nor my lips.

my soul is exquisite

you can't see it
no
you never could.
blinded by your sight.
it is not visible, but tangible.

I still see it in you
the beauty.
it's there too

when we meet again
I hope you've learned
to open your mind
close your eyes
and See.
Stephanie Campbell
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