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Beauty

Beauty is a right of the living, a privilege of the conscious, and a duty to our own happiness. And being beautiful is being our utmost best. And our best is defined, created, discovered even, by each of us. And the fact that we can decide how and when to apply our intentions of beauty is a wonderful and lovely truth.

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