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The sunrise will never know its beauty
For it is too far
No matter how much we shout
The clouds will never know how soft they are
No matter how much I tell her
She’ll never know her true beauty
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Comments (2)
Absolutely true to my experience. Of course, then there are others who know how beautiful/handsome they are never understanding how undesirable that "knowledge" makes them.
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