Sometimes the prettiest things,
Lay just out of sight.
You never think to lay your eyes on them,
You will never see the delight.
What will stop you from looking beyond the barriers of which everyone looks?
You're preconceptions,?
You're prejudices?
You're preconceived thoughts?
Step over the lines,
Step out of the box,
Walk the paths which haven't been walked.
Don't follow the crowd,
Walk alone,
You will find your true home
Just one night look at the sky
And you will see,
That true beauty is all around us,
But only for some to see.
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