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Beauty in him. I saw beauty in him like the freshly fallen rain, less appreciated than the sun but a true giver of life to the drying earth. I, withered, unworthy of such selflessness, that constant humour he held within him, fell for the rain not so much different from the way he falls, reviving my petals, assuring my beauty. Saturating my roots as he creeps inside.Beauty in him. by ~adapho
Unworthy, I must repeat it once more, for I was. To be given a second chance such as this one. So I promised not to say the words until he did. Didn't want to take that step? I was patient.
If he were to rip the leaves from my stem, seperate the cells and scatter them rudely amongs

2011 As Seen Through Art2011 was full of emotional events the world around, and our community responded at unprecedented levels. From natural disasters to historical celebrations, entertainment milestones to tearful goodbyes, our community spoke out like no other community can — artistically, creatively, and emotionally. In many ways, last year marked the final chapter of a few eras, opening the door to new beginnings for 2012. Let's take a look...
I read once about a woman whose secret fantasy was to have an affair with an artist. She thought he would really see her. He would see every curve, every line, every indentation and love them because they were part of the beauty that made her unique.