Beauty

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She captured something,
In her tiny frame,

But she knew it would,
Soon run away,

She admired it,
All through the day,

It gave bliss,
And peace to her heart,

But when the time came,
It rotted to its destruction,

For beauty is transient,
Just like everything is.

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