There are all kinds of artists.Most of all we shall honour and admire the artists of the life itself which use their own tools to express the inexpressible. Without brush , paint life with bright colours . Without chisel sculpture the magic of existence. Without scale compose music for all. Without choreography they dance the dance of life.
When we are born ,we're given to each of us some tools to create a life full of beauty. The same tools can be used for the perpetuation of ugliness and destruction. The hope is that, some moments in our life we will realise that we can decide to express beauty.The tangible work of art fade and are perished by the time ,they can be considered even out of date. But one life with love stays for ever.
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True love never perishes.