by Alex
(England)
The world goes round and round,
and up and down,
it never seems to stop.
But,
if you were to gaze,
at its beauty,
and wonder, marvel at its creation.
You’d see,
and undoubtedly agree:
the world isn’t really a thing of beauty,
it’s just there.
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