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...it happened,

You made me whole.



I walked forward, staggering.

My heavy head hanging down,

What had I done?

I took a seat next to the old man.

The one with the newspaper,

Reading, happily.



I forced my neck to elevate my head.

I looked up, across the busy street.

And I saw, with just a glimpse.



I saw you. Standing in your beauty.

You looked at me, When it happened,

You made me whole.



And from that day I realise. No dictionary

Can tell us, that the definition of beauty,

Is you.