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Oct. 3rd, 2010
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Oct. 3rd, 2010 06:39 pmYou know what is beautiful?
Beautiful is sitting on the swing in your backyard, bundled up in a hoodie, jeans and scarf with the warmest, fluffiest socks covering your toes.
Beautiful, is watching the day end, seeing the world turn bright with a flare of gold, a last bright burst before darkness.
Beautiful is seeing your breath in the air, watching it shift and form images that feel more then half dreamt.
Beautiful is watching a little coating of frost slowly close over the grass and flowers, capturing their beauty in an icy sheath and transforming one colour into thousands.
Beautiful is smiling as you watch it.
Beautiful is seeing it again when you close your eyes.
Beautiful is sitting on the swing in your backyard, bundled up in a hoodie, jeans and scarf with the warmest, fluffiest socks covering your toes.
Beautiful, is watching the day end, seeing the world turn bright with a flare of gold, a last bright burst before darkness.
Beautiful is seeing your breath in the air, watching it shift and form images that feel more then half dreamt.
Beautiful is watching a little coating of frost slowly close over the grass and flowers, capturing their beauty in an icy sheath and transforming one colour into thousands.
Beautiful is smiling as you watch it.
Beautiful is seeing it again when you close your eyes.