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May 2021
My eyes see things differently than how things actually are.
Everyone's eyes do.
Our glasses are fogged
we see life through interchangeable perspectives.
you are beautiful, we were made beautiful
Grace
Written by
Grace  F/Voie Des Papillons
(F/Voie Des Papillons)   
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