eyes of the beholder

Beautiful people are found in wretched situations, in streets full of corpses, parading with vultures. They are humbled daily by their surroundings, pride has no room in their battles. They have handsome smiles, their laughter mesmerizing, their countenance inspiring. They suffer in silence, with tears that paralyse. The universe is full of them, but the universe is also filled with flowers, forests and mountains. Unfortunately for these things to touch one’s soul and relinquish their power, they require one to seek solitude and take time to see their beauty and ‘aint nobody got time for dat!’.


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