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Beauty

Shadows dance in the breeze Someone prays on their knees Little children say please A blind man can see. Hearts need keys A hug is a squeeze Wind blows with ease Kids crunching leaves They fell from the trees. Blades of grass blow in the breeze A hive full of honey made by the bees The people called he's and she's They marvel at the day they seize.

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