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THROUGH MY EYES I have seen many things through my eyes. I see magic, mystical places, angels and fighter planes. I see the magic of a summers day high in the mountains. I see surreal dreamers flying through the rarefied air. I see Gothic maidens dressed in long black dresses dancing under the moon. I see a Spitfire turning on a knife-edge, sun reflecting off its wing. I see Julianne singing crystal songs that shatter the twilight dawn. I see a quartz crystal cast a halo of colours. I see the beauty of the written word through poetry. I see the heartbeat that is the life of the moon and of planet earth and I see the beauty of love and the violence of war.

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Date: 11/9/2015 5:20:00 AM
This is a wonderful contrast between love and hate. well done.
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