What is Beauty? And where can we find her? Among the normals? Or locked away in a castle? Sitting amongst us, never to be noticed? And how does this beauty look? Eyes as blue as the crashing waves? Or as green as the grass beneath our feet? Skin as white as snow? Is her hair long and gracious? Or short and smooth? Is she young and graceful, or older and noble? How ever this Beauty may be, we shall all wonder if she lives inside us. Should we all be looking for Beauty? Or let her be? As the shadow of time shades our eyes, we can see clear the Beauty in us. But will we remember the mere glimpse?
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