Between the Bodies of Water

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I feel the suns rays warming my skin all throughout the day as I bundle up in wait of a storm.
As the sun sets and the mountains turn red. The city looks as though there's good all over. And golden hour sets. I am reminded.
That life is beautiful.
No matter how ugly and cruel mankind can be. Life is beautiful.
She is beautiful.
The way her hair perfectly frames her face. Her smile brightens my day. And her laugh, infectious.
She is beautiful.
She is the reason why the sun sets everyday. Why those that find what they're looking for find it. Why love exists.
It's her. All her.