Fairest of Them All by Destiny Sudo
Mirror, mirror
On the wall.
I know the fairest
Of them all.
Her beauty lies not
In her shape or size,
Nor in the color of her eyes.
Her beauty lies not
In her jewelry or clothes,
Nor in the paint on her toes.
True beauty rests
In the purity of her soul,
Where all falls under her control.
True beauty rests
In the strength of her voice,
Where she possesses freedom of choice.
A mirror cannot reflect.
And the naked eye cannot see.
The depth of beauty
That lies in me.
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