Beautiful Darkness

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Look up
Open your eyes and see
The moon
The stars
The dark sky that is their canvas
The blackness of pure artistry's backdrop

Look up
Open your mind and see
That there is nothing to fear
From the darkness
For even on the darkest of nights
There will always be a shining star

Look up
Open your heart and see
That even in darkness, love
Can be found
If only it was given a chance
To be accepted and embraced

Look up
Open your soul and see
That light and beauty
Do not always coexist
For beauty also resides in the shadows
Merely waiting to be noticed

Look up
And let go of the past
Let this be a first meeting
An unbiased encounter
Between one's unguarded self
And the heart of the dark

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