External beauty shines with a fleeting spark,
Created in moments, it glimmers like a mark.
Inner beauty, a treasure deep inside,
Is crafted with care, with patience as its guide.
Ephemeral is the glamour that the eye perceives,
Swiftly crafted, like the dew on dawn's gentle leaves.
But Inner grace, deep as a wellspring, blooms,
Nurtured by toil, where perseverance resumes.
External beauty, fragile and swift to fade,
Like a petal withered by a passing shade.
But Inner beauty, steadfast and true,
Endures the storms, a light that’s ever new.
Fleeting is the charm that can shatter with ease,
Yet the soul's true radiance, time cannot seize.
External beauty, a currency that’s brief,
Buys attention but leaves hearts with grief.
Yet Inner beauty, timeless and rare,
Captivates souls, beyond compare.
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