When you look into the mirror, think not upon how others perceive you; instead, think about how God sees you. To Him, you are the most beautiful thing on earth. And that's all that matters.
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Thursday, May 7, 2009

Song by Eden

I went on down to the bridges of life and met my Grandma there
She sprayed on too much perfume, and turned blue, and didn't know what to do
And her hair all fell out.

Eden Dyck, 4 years old

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