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Eyes

Eyes like a hawk
that sees the difference
between an angel and a devil.

Eyes like a mirror
that reflects whether
it is a mask or a face.

Eyes like a child
that knows the difference
between green and red.

Eyes like a crystal ball
that shows whether it
is gold or silver.

Eyes not being blindfolded,
Eyes that uncovers the meaning
of good and bad, right and wrong, true and false, faithful and betray.

Phoenix

18-08-2002

Phoenix

Geregistreerd op:
20 februari 2002

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Alfredo
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Gepost door Alfredo op 24 March 2012, 02:18

Anna - beautiful words my riefnd. sending you a warm hug too. thank you sweetie for sharing with us, your love for your dad as well as the pain that remains with you your reflection reminds us to love & hold those we have today, and continue to remember those we have lost along the way, forever. I love that you have a beautiful place to visit him & be embraced by his spirit. so very special Jo. A xoOctober 29, 2011 3:37 am

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