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Jul 2015
Must we see with our eyes? No our heart is not blind nor is our soul. Look with those, and you will see true blessing in all, a flower may grow next to a ****, but both have the same value, we just use our eyes, we compare. We judge and distrust and discriminate. So no more use of the eyes express with the soul love with heart. You the world the songs the grass, the old cranky neighbours, everything including you will drift, and all will turn colourful
Tia Henricks
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Tia Henricks  Sydney
(Sydney)   
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