Are flowers beautiful because They can’t feel, or see, or hear, or taste, or smell? So if you believe this, you can force to see Beauty in a mirror of you and your world; So, if you cut off your limbs, Pluck out your eyes, Tear off your ears, And wrench out your tongue, believingly— The road to beauty is yours, If you can walk, If you can hear, If you can taste.
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