I am ceased to wonder,
How she can find beauty in everything,
Even in the deepest crevices of hell
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Lucid Thoughts - poetry | ✓
Poetry➸ lucid thoughts of a wandering mind At daylight, at twilight and at midnight
➸ b e a u t y i n h e l l
I am ceased to wonder,
How she can find beauty in everything,
Even in the deepest crevices of hell
