We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
I hope this make you feel all tingly!
Mostly I drift like a drifter, yet I am the most solid stones, my head is an ocean, like drift wood then polished from the fires and the fast currents, I hold myself in times of trouble and ask a world to try to come closer together, having hope, it makes no sense, yet I do.
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