In the realm of love, there dwelled a man,
Whose devotion to his beloved ran,
He'd extol her virtues, unique and rare,
Yet one day, his praises hung in the air.

She yearned for his words, day by day,
But they never came, come what may,
In search of him, she wandered wide,
Her heart ached, her tears she couldn't hide.

Lost and forlorn, she ceased to see,
The beauty he saw, once filled with glee,
"Why bother looking?" she asked her reflection,
His eyes alone saw her perfection.

Yet one day, amidst her sorrow's gloom,
Her reflection spoke, dispelling the doom,
"It's you," it whispered, "who holds the key,
To your own beauty, boundless and free.

Within your soul, the wonders reside,
No need to seek, no need to hide,
Embrace yourself, both inside and out,
For your beauty shines without a doubt.

So heed these words, wherever you roam,
Your beauty's essence, forever your own."

~Sarah
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