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"There's beauty, there's beauty."
I thought it was a lie,
a statement to make everyone believe
it's hard to say goodbye.

I wasn't staring at the painting
properly.
I thought it was done pointlessly,
improperly.

I thought it would glow
without the light.
I thought they wouldn't be
good when it's bright.

But I was only looking
through the wrong perspective.
But my eyes are the ones
that are not being reflective.

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