“He called me ugly, Daddy. Can you please tell me why?”
Her lips began to quiver and a tear fell from her eye.
“It is his heart that’s ugly.” I said. “For inside your heart you hold the key
as you gaze upon the world...to how much beauty you will see.
I’m sad he called you ugly...but sadder still...by far
his heart may never let him see...how beautiful you are.”
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