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"unseen"

yeah, she is beautiful,
but did you know,
That she loves to sit at her window to watch the rain
That she writes down her words because she can't speak
How she loves those autumn colors
She always hugs her pillow
That she seeks beauty in what some cannot see

It were those things she wanted people to see
but it stayed unseen.

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