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Oct 2013
I have heard it said that the eyes are the windows to the soul.
I believe they are a mere reflection of what's inside
No one can see what we choose to hide our doubts, fears, pain and insecurities
No one truly knows  unless we choose to share and let someone care about us
We at times look at our reflection and we do not like, what we see because we are not like those on TV
We might feel like we are too short, or not thin enough or not beautiful or handsome
The reflection lies as we unjustly compare ourselves with others
We need to remember true beauty is inside
  We need to be know for our unique qualities and how we care for those around us
   We are individuals and their is no one else just like us
    Our eyes are but a mere reflection of whats inside
Ann M Johnson
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Ann M Johnson  Minnesota ( A Small Pop?)
(Minnesota ( A Small Pop?))   
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