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Oct 2013
What if all we saw when we looked at somebody was the way they looked when they’re turned inside out, innards exposed to the outer world. What if we did not see the shell of a person, but instead their essence. what could be achieved, what greatness could we foster if we skipped the extended moments of learning a new person beyond an appearance? who would we be if we were transparent?
Victoria Kiely
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Victoria Kiely  Guelph
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