Is beauty ephemeral?
Like the skin that dries up
And wrinkles that form over your face
Every time you look into mirror
You won't find what was there
A long long time ago
And you'll think that others might think
That you are not beautiful
The depth is not skin-deep, my friend
And however old you might get
Till your caring heart remains young
Till your gracious conscience stays young
Don't be afraid! my friend
If no one else I will find you beautiful
For not what u have but for who you are
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