no better reason

a warm gratitude flows
through my body when I sing to myself
so softly in a crowd and begin to see
in the eyes of passersby
a beauty ever present
seldom loved without cause
loved just because we breathe
the same air
began in the same helpless
impressionable way
loved for the sake of beauty
for the cause of the ever-elusive
peace most of us yearn for

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