Raw Beauty

December 29, 2014

How much do people pay to get hair my color?

Everyone asks if I know, but no one gives an answer.

Albino blonde does not come from a box.

Though my eyes are weak, I see more than most:

Humor in humanity, hope that all is not lost.

Everything is beautiful if you look with the eyes of the heart.

Retinas trick the brain, but the soul sees raw beauty.

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