Her Beauty: Light
From the start, it was always there.
From it, came forth all sights considered to be visually beautiful.
Its power, so great it produces love.
In many, it establishes a certain fear of the unknown.
From the beginning to the end, there is nothing greater.
Her countenance, the beauty of light.
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