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Beautiful To Know
My God, it's all so beautiful,
so very beautiful to know,
that my love was never in vain,
but carried, a weed's wind-borne seed,
drifting promise of plentiful,
bountiful harvests, soon to grow,
only awaiting distant rains,
almanacs for others to read,
all to become so beautiful,
so very beautiful to know.
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