Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
You look into the eyes, and you can see inside a soul.
You look into the mind and you can see what really holds.
Imperfection is perfection.
No need for any injection.
The inner beauty out shines the outer.
It shines even louder.
Because true beauty alies within.
But where has that beauty ever been?
That beauty gets bolder and bolder,
Because beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
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