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Nature

I find beauty in imperfection;
the drawn circle with a slight wobble,
the kink in the petal of a tulip,
the jagged edge of the sunflower.
Nature intoxicates
in her symmetry & odd precision,
captivates me & holds me prisoner.
I close my eyes
& feel the power, the pull
against strings in the mind
of the mother we all share.

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