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Through my eyes I see every thing differently. What you see straight I see bent, you see black and white, I see colors left and right. What you see I see differently, I am unique in each of my critiques of all my pieces. God gave me this so we can have options, so I can give opinions, so there can be petitions, competitions, additions & all sorts of traditions. We're all given a choice & my choice is to inspire the world.
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Jul 25, 2016
Jul 25, 2016 at 10:40 PM UTC
Through my eyes
Through my eyes I see every thing differently. What you see straight I see bent, you see black and white, I see colors left and right. What you see I see differently, I am unique in each of my critiques of all my pieces. God gave me this so we can have options, so I can give opinions, so there can be petitions, competitions, additions & all sorts of traditions. We're all given a choice & my choice is to inspire the world.
gretchen-mossburg
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Jul 25, 2016
Jul 25, 2016 at 10:40 PM UTC
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