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Like a sundial always depicting the proper time, the time of beauty and appreciation. Dials blush in their modesty, yet defy age with their arms stretched for all. Such a gem, such a rare form, no mold, no dialect prosperous enough to form cognitive language, no words suffice. The word beauty and related terms are just a suffix for the "beauty" that no words can explain. That suffix following a string of descriptors may only be explained in one word... love... it's all around us as we breath it each day, but that mere word (beauty) encompasses more then our hollow minds may comprehend, inter-dimensional, physical and internal prosperity, the ration of perfection devine in all it's flaw.