it's all about spin
a thing lacking in beautyfinds nothing of joy, ever;
it's uncomeliness increases
and will never be celebrated
an unsightly recollection
passed on each generation,
so make the most of opportune
moments to leave a mark
whether in ugliness or beauty
kindle always, that inner spark
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Poetry by arquious

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Written on 2015-11-30 at 13:03




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