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I can't paint a pretty picture when destruction looks me right in the face but I can't paint a black picture when I see hope shining through the human face.
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Dec 31, 2024
Dec 31, 2024 at 10:20 AM UTC
The Human Face
I can't paint a pretty picture when destruction looks me right in the face but I can't paint a black picture when I see hope shining through the human face.
©2024 Daniel Tucker All Rights Reserved. Thought I would end the last day of 2024 with these thoughts for now and the future. Here's to life!!!
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Dec 31, 2024
Dec 31, 2024 at 10:20 AM UTC
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