Reverence for beauty

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I gazed on a papillon,
that flashed before my eyes:
Nature was too greedy
for lush tints,
used just
a graphite pencil,
unlike for the ones
that immediately catch the eye
of a stranger,
generously decorated
with various precisely made
details.

Such reverence for beauty

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"Beauty fades... The flesh gives out."

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Original writing and acrylic painting on a stone.
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