Deep Calls Out Deep
Behind hideous things treasure lie not buried but waiting for angelic eyes which see deeply in wisdoms hidden depths as oceans flood the mind still currents carry perfect clarity inside. Where light reveals but darkness conceals all potenials are only saved in heavenly favor for the blessing to a beauty unnoticed for a purpose above man's on mind. So beauty may be to fools demise but the deep knows deep and how rare beauties are given only to others deep morals a prize.
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