I hate that the cliché-ness of the world can sometimes take away from the beauty of it.
Taking for granted things seen everyday.
Equally beautiful; just not seen in the same way.
Hearing the most beautiful song for the 100th time just isn't the same as hearing it for the first.
Something is lost along the way; familiarity entrapping the allure.
Why can't I appreciate things around me as if I'm seeing them, hearing them...for the first time.
I just want to see all the beauty I used to see.
I know it's there, but my eyes remain closed...
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