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I am something beautiful
But difficult to hold
In instants beauty can vanish
Like dews on the rose
Stings are so sharp that hurt
When you try to get too close
I would really like to float
And sink in the gentle river's flow
But even I cannot see
Which direction the wind is to blow
I am something beautiful
But difficult to hold
As a moonbeam in your hand
How do you hold
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