I See Your Soul
I’ve seen your face a thousand times.
Never is it quite the same.
It is a changing beauty,
like each different snowflake,
but I can still see your soul.
I recognize you and accept you.
Do not alter the image, that’s plastic.
Those you try to emulate, in magazine, are fake.
They are not beauties; you would not know them
if you saw them on the street.
They are not as real as you are
or as beautiful as you are.
After all, I still see your soul.
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