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Feb 2011
Sometimes it is easier to see a person’s weaknesses
when they are less willing to show it.

Sometimes the only way to find the truth
Is to look behind closed doors;
Peer into the shadows of a hidden room
invisible to those around you.
They see you, but they see through you.
You are not there to them, you are merely a fly on the wall.

Beauty is truth.
Truth is beauty.

Sometimes the only way to grow
Is to accept what is
and forget what is not.
It is hard to get past what we think we know and
understand what is real, for contrary to what
others will have you believe

      There is no black and white.
Everything is a shade of gray.

But to see life and understand it…know why up is up and how down became down,
To see a color and understand why it is there...
No greater gift can be.
None.
To look past what is logical and understand what is...
If only the world could take on this idea.
If only others could see what is there.
If only.
© February 18th,  2010  Meg McCluskey
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