In a woman's eyes lies a sea of stories,
Who sees only the flower of the body? That is a strange sight.
In the glory of femininity shines the light of reason;
Let no one confine themselves merely to beauty, this is the battle of the world.
In every heart dwell many valleys of dreams;
Come, let us understand their importance, for they are the foundations of life.
Let us break free from narrow-mindedness and grasp the fabric of love;
Recognize the greatness of womanhood, for this is the true essence of reality.
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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and what is more, a beholder's capacity to appreciate beauty is beautiful in itself.