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How She Sees
Light…
what a beautiful light.
If only to touch for a moment
as day turns to night.
And how…
how I wish it could it be,
we all could see through eyes of children
so innocently.
Oh, see how she glows
from her head to her toes
as the light gleams from her face.
Will we change how she sees,
or change so we see things her way?
Will we change how she sees,
o...
Sunday 10th March 2024 4:11 pm
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