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Even tho I'm trapped in my self constructed prison. 
Even if my stomach is hurting. 
Beauty somehow found it's way in. 
It brought confusion and drama. 
But it was still there.

I saw it, and it was breathtaking.
It was pure.
I wanted nothing else than to touch it.

Even if it was only for a moment.

My biggest wish is to see it again.






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