We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
We knew the munchkins once until then faded. Time divided us from nonsense and rubish. The night fell hard as owls came out. Vapor trails were heading west then south. Finally there is the dawn wide and smoking.
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