Beauty isn't what it seems,
It is not like a cup of ice cream.
You cannot imagine it in your dream,
If you would get an answer you may scream.
Beauty represents your pure heart,
Don't think to be a part.
It's not like carrying things in a cart,
It's more than a hard art.
Beauty is not what you think,
It is beyond the discovery of your ink.
See it and let your eyes blink,
Don't let your poems sink.
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