One strange fact about beauty is that we never know how to define it.
And when a sentence begins with “Beauty is…” It ends up leaving you like you just enrolled in Philosophy class.

I love anything that’s beautiful, I don’t need to worry bout what it is, as long as whenever I see it, my senses recognize it, and it just heals me, awakens me, inspires me.

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