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Beauty
When you are old
And beauty is but a pile of sand
Blown away by the wind of ages
That's when you realize all is lost
And you wait to be turn into dust
Your eyes have a fated look
As if looking back at time itself
Trying to reach the unthinkable
But never finding anything
Not an inch of happiness is left on your face
But you know why you live in agony
You envy the people who are beautiful
You wish to be like them
But you are older and you cry
Remembering the days of your beauty
Wishing to be like the phoenix
Who can rebirth itself
But you cant so you wait your trial
And live your last years in happiness
And sorrow
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