We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
Something is happening, I know you know, and it's going on, with the blast of a gun, the depot at the comet cafe, is waiting with diamonds, she's waiting in blue silk, she has here eyes on fire, and someone has dropped down a hole, and mist is hiding something down there, he's walking down stairs, to a bar in a dimly lit cave, and the man serves him water.
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