All the beauty you ever wanted
Remains outside your door. It’s just that
You’re not comfortable anymore.
Living with illness and following
What humans get up to in this world,
You’re aching and chastened and struggling
To find grace in beauty anymore.
But it’s out there, of course. It’s never
Meant just for you, but it stays, of course.
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