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2d
(Part 01)

As the dawn arrived,
the cold breeze
swept the
belt of
yellow sand
with her fragile
delicate fingertips,
till the sun
dipped low
and
melted into
the seas of tears,
for the moon
to take a
flight
into the skies
to have a ballet
with the
stars.
That true beauty lies in those who fade away quietly, letting others shine, and remain until no pain reaches them.
Soul
Written by
Soul  15/F/Sri Lanka
(15/F/Sri Lanka)   
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