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Infinitesimal Beauty
There is no beauty
Unappreciated as dirt.
To the untrained eye
It is a hideous brown.
A closer look, however
Reveals endless color.
Billions of stubborn stones
Reduced to mere rubble—
Shattered and worn
By the trials of time.
Each grain effortlessly
Radiates unparalleled character.
I long for my bones
To turn to dust:
Settling with the dirt
Making me beautiful.
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