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by Margaret-Margery

i sit i think no profound words come to mind, but i am alive.

i sit i wonder no wonders of mine ponder the universe, but i am here.

i sit i stare no frames of beauty are painted by these eyes, but I see beauty.

i sit i hear no tune of joy can i produce, but i hear joy.

i sit i enjoy and i respect all that is around me.

Art by Parciphal