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We live in chaos.
There are
wars and famine,
pain and suffering,
sickness and death.

But beauty glimmers.
Brief shining moments,
a star in the black
night of our lives,
a song,
a painting,
a sunset,
a child's laugh
or smile.

We live in chaos,
but we need to live for beauty.

The End

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