We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
It is less than you think, as the chips fall, as to storm, to pass, then how long to yearn, empty hearts of violence, a thief lurks by day staring into a window, hardly does the camera see, dirt thrown and nasty screams. Welcome to your eternal forever bound by turbulence like fine hairs of water screaming as pathetic great orcas circle rapidly.
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