when I was a child I was told that I write
with the wrong hand because I wrote with my left hand I looked around the room and saw that everybody had one everyone there had a left hand and wasn't doing everything with their right maybe they weren't holding a pencil or pen in it still they were doing something with it so what was the difference
The Immortal Wize
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The Problem Between Right & Wrong
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LP45 says: Absolutely nothing wrong with it. A mere imposition of views. Thanks for the share. |
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mlowe5 says: Indeed, we must not let other people's conception of who we are/what we are doing be our own conception of who we are or what we are doing. Was not the first Black USA President, left handed?????? Peace and Love, mlowe5. |
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