Be the best if you care
Babies are born as heirs
But shown not to use an air.
Birthday isn't ugly but fine,
Bug can be a mother's child,
Beauty can nevertheless hide.
...Beauty is like the hair
Born from various colors
Bright in all sight be it blind.
Beauty is not in cooked ideas
But in the finishing touches
Buckled up against fear.
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