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In the silence, there is a sound. Nay, it cannot be heard by the naked ear but rather by the naked eye. In the darkness, there is a light. Nay, it cannot be seen by your barren eye but rather by the passers by. Watch your love, and watch your life For in itself, beauty's strife will take a hold on your lowly, downed life. Unfiltered lenses cover eyes create a day where no one spies on hearts of truth and hearts of lies no one hurts and no one dies. Beauty is in the unseen, unheard. And one day, one day more lessons shall be learned.
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Sep 13, 2016
Sep 13, 2016 at 4:24 PM UTC
Beauty(Request)
In the silence, there is a sound. Nay, it cannot be heard by the naked ear but rather by the naked eye. In the darkness, there is a light. Nay, it cannot be seen by your barren eye but rather by the passers by. Watch your love, and watch your life For in itself, beauty's strife will take a hold on your lowly, downed life. Unfiltered lenses cover eyes create a day where no one spies on hearts of truth and hearts of lies no one hurts and no one dies. Beauty is in the unseen, unheard. And one day, one day more lessons shall be learned.
Bad pentameter. But I'm not in the mood for editing.
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Sep 13, 2016
Sep 13, 2016 at 4:24 PM UTC
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