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You keep me at eye level, Examining for interpretations, Think me either shady or too colorful; That my perspective may be skewered. You reach out to straighten me, But recoil, gloveless. Consider the Feng Shui Of your living room. Peer closer, There's a face Like a worrisome specter, Like the picture.
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Mar 26, 2018
Mar 26, 2018 at 9:04 AM UTC
Feng Shui
You keep me at eye level, Examining for interpretations, Think me either shady or too colorful; That my perspective may be skewered. You reach out to straighten me, But recoil, gloveless. Consider the Feng Shui Of your living room. Peer closer, There's a face Like a worrisome specter, Like the picture.
francie-lynch
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Mar 26, 2018
Mar 26, 2018 at 9:04 AM UTC
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