True beauty is born by conquering pain and enduring struggle. Beauty without effort and struggle never endures the depths you travel in the ups and downs of life. The most beautiful smiles are lined with the reflected lines of past sorrows where canals of tears once flowed. As my Persian mother always said: there is no beauty without pain- the most beautiful flowers are the ones that struggled and cracked rock to bloom in the sunshine.
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