Beauty I see everywhere,
in every living face carved
in curves and straight lines
combined to form perfection.
Crown of hair of every colour,
thick or thin matters to none.
Straightly carved forehead,
falling into soft depressions,
housing windows to the human soul
verily are they a pair of beauty,
combining science and creativity.
From depressions rise soft mounds
like smooth hills carved to perfection.
Curves on all sides joined to form
the epitome of beauty called
the human face.
When every curve and straight line
boasts of beauty in every way,
how then do men rate
one as beauty and another as ugly?
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