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The same hands formed us all. Mounds of clay with the power of free will. I will never understand the spectrum of "imperfections" that people must constantly judge eachother for. We were created with one responsibilty: to  love eachother. So far, we have failed miserably.
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Jan 25, 2014
Jan 25, 2014 at 9:46 PM UTC
Beloved
The same hands formed us all. Mounds of clay with the power of free will. I will never understand the spectrum of "imperfections" that people must constantly judge eachother for. We were created with one responsibilty: to  love eachother. So far, we have failed miserably.
abaigeal-skye
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Jan 25, 2014
Jan 25, 2014 at 9:46 PM UTC
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