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Shrews and liars have most always held the limelight, and the fist;(historically)
that doesn't mean beauty, truth and love, doesn't exist;
It's becoming imperitive, that our inherent creativity in our selective choices needs to emerge,selflessly.
Can't you tell simply in one flash of eye contact, if they are a one of them?
The closed heart ones full of fear and hate?
Of course we are all one, and each of us the same.
How else could we 'know' those, (others)
A delicate touch,
One smile,
Feather's touch,
A rock will feel.
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