Many years ago, I saw a documentary about a stone-age tribe (heaven knows their condition after contact with our culture/society, but I digress) whose entire wedding ceremony was for the tribe to gather at the dwelling of the new couple and standing at the entrance repeat the word "Beautiful, Beautiful". I believe when any two people find one another and fall in love, God stands at the entrance of their hearts whispering "Beautiful, Beautiful".
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