I saw a face with a thousand lives, and a thousand faces all with the same blank mask.
I saw a face whose sheen I could see through the ugliness, and a face whose beauty I had to lift to see how ugly it was.
I saw a face whose expressions were created without hope and a face that could not keep love for itself alone.
I saw a face so delicate that it looked as if it would break at any moment and another hardened as stone by the winds of life.
I saw a face very marked by nothing, and a smooth face on which time had carved everything.
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I saw a face with a thousand lives, and a thousand faces all with the same blank mask.
I saw a face whose sheen I could see through the ugliness, and a face whose beauty I had to lift to see how ugly it was.
I saw a face whose expressions were created without hope and a face that could not keep love for itself alone.
I saw a face so delicate that it looked as if it would break at any moment and another hardened as stone by the winds of life.
I saw a face very marked by nothing, and a smooth face on which time had carved everything.