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Oct 2012
Sometimes I can become completely enamored with the work that can come from a man's hands
I see tantalizing architecture and beautiful, heart touching photographs
Every day I am exposed to the amazing things that we are all capable of
I am frequently overwhelmed at how much we as a human race can accomplish
Sadly the same hands that are used to create such beauty and hope are often capable of vile, awful things
The same hands that build bridges can just as easily burn them down
I’m not here to fix the world
And I know I’m not the first person to recognize these things about man kind
I can’t stand in front of a giant crowd of people and change the world
I can’t make the every one cooperate together like they were intended to do
I can be right and you can be wrong
We can argue forever and ever, but it won’t change anything
What I can do is on a different level
I can show every one that I come in contact with each day that I am one of the good guys
I can be one of the people who create art and gives people hope and happiness
I can make every person who I come in contact with leave a little better than they came
My hands can be the hands that create and not destroy
That is my  choice
Jessica Durham
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Jessica Durham  Tennessee
(Tennessee)   
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