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Beauty
Beauty lies not in the flesh of skin or the thinness and tallness of leg Beauty lies not in the smoothness of face or the straightness of nose Beauty lies not in the form of figure or the origin or fabric Beauty lies instead in the woven tapestry of soul augmented and perfected with each life's passing Beauty lies instead in deepness of heart and the strength of compassion and forgiveness in eyes Beauty only truly lies, lives enveloped by the petals of cells rivers of hair meadows of flesh in the flower of the soul in the heart of spirit
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