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Oh hw we loan for a world where looks dnt matter, maybe one where no one can see but all know their way.. never judged on outer appearance, only on personality.. the world would be a better place; no stereotypes, no prejudice, no lack of self esteem only love, acceptance, sound serenity... in the world we live in everyone is falsely judged, whether pretty or not as so, we all face extreme push to be different from what we are, to fit into molds that we ourselves have set up but none can fit.... say nobdys perfect, no one can have everything, and someone who does on the outside is most definitely defiled within, because beauty is in the eye of the beholder but say we no longer had eyes... beauty would be forced to come from our internal selves no longer steming externally.... it'd make for a much brighter place, even though we could not see.
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