The world see through it's eyes
Without looking at what's inside
The covering of the soul can be
An illusion to the truth hidden deep
Beauty can be only skin deep
While the soul is hidden in it's sleep
If the world could open up it's eyes
From with the soul, beauty would fly
From within comes the colors of spring
the reds and oranges of the sunrise bliss
Bring forth the sounds of the birds in flight
Eveloped by the scents of flowers bright
Now the world has a new hue
one of bold and amazing views
Now the world sees as a child
All the colors within going wild
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