It’s too beautiful to even realize
And it’s too subtle to notice
And it’s too fleeting to grasp
And it’s too sad to make you smile
And it’s too happy to make you cry
And it’s too short to feel long
And it’s too strong to be weak
And it’s too good to be evil
And it’s too perfect to have any flaws
And it’s too busy to be silent
And it’s too filling to leave you empty
And it’s too much alive to be gone
And it’s too much a home to feel alone
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