Be Careful With The Reflection In The Mirror

I have to say this . . .I love the feel of the wind in my hair. I love the bright yellow sun and the clear blue sky.I do.I love the breeze moving across my face. I swear.This is enough to make a man look upwards and thank the sky for such things. It is enough to make a man like me, look at the sky and associate the vision of sunlight and the feel from a breeze with an excess of freedom. Beautiful is only one word and yet there are infinite things in this world that fall underneath this umbrella. And to be clear and perfectly transparent; there is beauty and beautiful things and then there is you, the optimal or the perfect and then there is the paramount or the above and beyond all else, which is you(I swear) Beauty, Beautiful, and all of these associated things are enough to make me grateful.These things are enough to let me know or to feel or to say that yes, I have seen these things.And I have. I swear I have.I am blessed and fortunate and grateful for this. I have seen beautiful…

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