Beauty...why is it that some people have it and some people don't? What is it about beauty that's so intimidating? How do you know when you've reached the beauty mark? What does it take to reach the beauty mark? Why is it the older you get, the farther away beauty gets?
It's clear that beauty is power, but to get what...other people's mate..a lot of mates...trinkets, riches, fortune, fame, glam our..? Would it anger you to know that I was beautiful..beautiful within, and that instead of using it to obtain trinkets, fame, fortune, to tear down, and riches, I chose to use it to spread love, to uplift, to build, to heal, to inspire, to nurture, to protect, to honor, to respect, to cherish, and to bless? Would you think that I was beautiful? Would I still have to be so perfect? Would you say that I reached the mark? Would you say that I was powerful? Would I still have to compete for your attention? Would I still have to fight for your love? What if I told you that real beauty is how you choose to use it? Would you agree?
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