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The Painting And the Frame

You are the painting, and I am the frame.
You are the beauty that I surround.
You are the colour, and I am the grey,
Bound together throughout the day.
You are the forest, forever still,
And the river that flows on through.
You are the hills with hues of blue,
And the birds above, those are you too.
The eyes that have seen you burned with awe,
Mesmerized by what they saw.
I'm never noticed, but I am here,
Forever around you, forevermore.
R.Thompson
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