You said to see the world you have to travel fast.
But if you travel fast how is it that you get to see
every beautiful view before it starts to past
You turned to look at me and said
“You are my beautiful view. Not my first
But surely my last. “
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this is childish but in the 5th grade there was this boy who once said he was looking at something beautiful. when i moved to see what it was he said "aw it left" then he would shift his head, smiled and said there it is looking at me i was still a kid i had no idea on how to react so i didn't i just talked away with my friends.