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:: to feel such beauty... ::

" She stared. Such beauty; and she there to see it.

Such beauty; and she alive to feel it.

...How beautiful, how have been allowed to see, breathe, feel this...

Happy? Poor ordinary, everyday word.

But what could one say, how could one describe it?

It was as though she could hardly stay inside herself,

it was a though she were to small to hold such joy,

it was as though she were washed through with light.

And how astonishing to feel this sheer bliss."

{The Enchanted April}

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