Eye
The eye is the window of the heart:
The snow-white light of innocence,
shining through the dark
It's snow. But people
trying to make your eyes
operate on for beautiful
with money
They look at their eyes in a mirror and
think
"My heart will be beautiful too"
"There is no one who cannot be loved"
but what has been fixed is the eyes,
not the eyes
to make your eyes shine
don't stay away from the dark
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