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Transparent filters


With a filter I am God's favorite,

With no filter I am God's favorite.

With a filter I think better of myself,

With no filter God thinks of me the same.

With a filter my perception is distorted, 

With no filter God sees me clearly. 

Filters are a security blanket to what one wishes people saw.

Filters alter what is really there, the beauty that only God could create.

God loves you with a filter,

God loves you without a filter.

Filters are a figment of imagination.

Filters are the security blankets of social media.

God sees past the filter.

God sees the true you.

 

 

 

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