The beauty in you is as wild as the roses beside my walk
not contained within your pores, or your size or your stature
but in your soul, in your character and in your heart
Rely in the sanctity of that which is you, innate and primitive
for the real you is splendor and beauty
in my eyes, and in anyone who truly looks
I Believe In You
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