My head, something happened to its insides. It was as if a storm at sea happened, but only for a moment, and only on the inside of my head. My ribcage, something definitely happened there. It was as if it unknotted itself from itself, like the hull of a ship hitting rock, giving way, and the ship that I was opened up inside me and in came the ocean. He was the most beautiful boy I had ever seen in my life. But he looked really like a girl. She was the most beautiful boy I had ever seen in my life. .Ali Smith
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The greatest beauty in a person’s life is not their looks, but how they treat others around them. How a person treats others depends on the mental state that person is in. What a person does when they are tired, or upset or happy has a great impact on how they treat others. In this poem, Mary Oliver uses the image of a ship hitting rock to show how an inner storm can equalize the world around us.
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