Black Book Of Poems.

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If one of the things you believe in,

Is that, this world's an ugly place,

You must have never gone outside at night,

And stared up into space, 

You haven't felt the way the air changes, 

In the minutes before it rains, 

Or watched the world pass by below, 

Out the window of a plane, 

You've never been awake so early, 

That you see the moment the sun starts to rise,

And you've never laid with your back on the grass, 

And made shapes with the clouds in the sky,

But maybe if you've done all this,

But still don't believe it's not true,

It's because you can't see all the beauty,

That I see, when I look at you ----