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I see you

in the mirror of

a door shut quickly

I see you

in the fragrance of

a summer field,

in a night bird's flight

I see you

in the touch of glaciers' tongues

in the silence of water

dripping from an icicle

you are beautiful

so much so,

that it's impossible

to touch.....

     The Inner Picture Of Your Nature
                       adam rupniewski


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