I wouldn't know where to start, or what to write about.
Maybe what the eye sees; Maybe what it wants to.
Maybe there's something beautiful in nothing.
Maybe as well in everything.
I could maybe catch a glimpse of it,
if i happened to blink at just the right time.
I don't know what it may be.
But maybe it may be something different completely.
But if it happens to be something near to me.
I could see it being what i want it to be.
Maybe.
Maybe I would love to write something beautiful.
Maybe I would love to write something.
I would Love to write something beautiful.
And maybe I know just where to start.
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