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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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