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I honestly don’t know how to name this

Sitting, staring at a painting on the wall, I noticed the beauty of it hanging there. How gracefully, slanted the words were written and I thought: they look beautiful. Plastic canvas cover reused to create a flower laid upon the top entwined and beaded with beauty. Yet, not overpowering the beautiful names that lay beneath, nor the love filled testimony concluded by the beauty within the lopsided heart. It wreaks of beauty. It stenches wonderfully so. A beauty encapsulating the embodiment of a beautifully written ode.