Body
Inside is a labyrinthine mixture of emotions
Outside this a plain countenance certainly does not betoken
It ostensibly looks as ordinary as vanilla
Then why does its external self enshroud its deep thoughts like a mantilla?
Experiences engraved in its chapters are not conspicuous
The simplicity of its corporeal quality is purposefully perspicuous.
It is carnally constituted of a uniform pigment
Why is this so distant from what it truly is?
Its exterior skin is frail and bland
Yet what makes up the inside layers are like kings to be, hightail and grand.
What exactly is its purpose to transcend?
That only its owner can comprehend.
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