The Most Beautiful Thing

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"The sunset looked beautiful - the sky, a vast open canvas, bled with all the colors a palette could never be big enough to hold. The ocean, the most lovely of sapphires, danced in waves that spoke their own little story.
The birds sung melodies that reminded you of perfect dancing ballerinas, each step they made were so precise, it almost hurt to watch them.

But sitting here beside you, drinking a cup of cold tea, watching you run your hands through your hair, hearing you laugh -

You were still a sight far better than I've ever seen before." - miranda j.

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