When all is gone, beauty is what remains.
When suffering is all we have, beauty is what remains.
When only darkness can be seen, beauty is what remains.
Beauty make you happy.
A glimpse of happiness is what gives you hope.
Beauty is what gives you hope:
A colourful flower.
A stream of running water.
Falling snow.
A warming sun.
But sometimes all this is gone.
Then what is the most beautiful appears in all the smiles of men and women not wanting to give up.
That is true beauty.
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