We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
All alone she was all alone, no pulse but her own, in her realm of darkness, dogs bark from ravines, as spirits dwell in vapor trails, on her knees like a woke princess, she yells. She screams for popularity, it seems, but the sounds are silent and nothing is around, and broken dreams on silver screens surround.
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