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Without moving, our eyes capture scenes with unmatched beauty. Beauty we fail to fully comprehend, but we shall continue to try.
A poem from John Doriot's recently published book, Slowly, I Grow.
Without moving, our eyes capture scenes with unmatched beauty. Beauty we fail to fully comprehend, but we shall continue to try.
A poem from John Doriot's recently published book, Slowly, I Grow.