Apr 2018
Through broken lenses I see the truth
The facts of life are no longer hidden.
Life no longer seen through
a Rose colored façade.
Free to grow.
The facts of life are no longer hidden.
Life no longer seen through
a Rose colored façade.
Free to grow.
The glasses of our life that shield us from the truth. Once broken we can grow.
Written by
Leigh Jacobson
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