Disasters

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32401
United States
30° 9' 44.6436" N, 85° 39' 32.04" W
Sometimes 
Disasters are beautiful
And they sit there
Like a butterfly 
Resting on a flower
And sometimes the beautiful disasters
Are the ones who show up to work
With spilled coffee on their t-shirts
Or untied shoelaces
And even the ones who carry heavy bags under their eyes
In such a way that we know they only had 2 and 1/2 hours of sleep last night 
But most times,
The beautiful disasters,
Are the ones who laugh,
And smile,
And hold themselves with class,
Even though we all know
That 
Nothing in their life
Is ever held together
 
-m.c.-

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