Aesthetics

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Aesthetics

My aesthetic is my soul.

See how deep it’s shining light glows?

My aesthetic is my mind.

For its intellectual ability is truly divine.

My aesthetic is my voice.

From my pitch to my word choice.

My aesthetic is who I be, not what this world try to make me.

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Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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