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Beauty comes in different fashions:
Shiny, white, pale, blue or dark.
Yet the flame which kindles passions
Comes from the Eternal Spark.
Names are thousands for a feeling,
Words are useless to express
What our thoughts conjure in dreaming,
What our dreams describe, no less.
\"We all live but once; so why then
Have I lived a stranger\'s life?\"
It\'s a question haunting us when
We\'re caught in the hopeless strife.
And we lose ourselves once more
In the beauty we adore.
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