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Aug 5
Do not listen to the beating of my heart;
listen , instead, to the hearts of others.
Do not feel the passion in my hands;
feel, instead, the passion in your lover's palms.
Do not absolve all my misgivings;
forgive, instead, the wrongs of all others.
Do not see the beauty in my mirror;
see it, instead, in 8,000,000,000 others.

TOD HOWARD HAWKS
TOD HOWARD HAWKS
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TOD HOWARD HAWKS  81/M/Boulder, CO
(81/M/Boulder, CO)   
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