We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
I have a very special brother who died when he was born for his death inspired my birth. I am two people then. From tears to joy I came. The wolves call me honey. More then that a lightening storm changed me. I learned to enjoy lightening and flashes. I even forgot about the moon.
I do not like marriage rings as for marriage mostly tragic contracts and farce wedding for the fool for life. As the spin off some weep in pain and others laugh in triumph. They fade away as they make haste for the wedding bed. A meeting spot for the angels to kiss the fool one last time.
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