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cor meum

he saw the beauty in the little things
the seaweed floating on the stone by the sea
the autumn leafs that left the tree in a little storm
even how the water lily slowly spins
how a cat purrs
how a heartbeat feels against a hand
and how it sounds
how the eagles soare through the air
I saw all that beauty in him.

sazzie

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