We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
Things are shifting in the direction of poetry.
Once unleashed from long hiding it becomes tantalizingly irristable to the soul. There will be no turning back.
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I live with grace I am an ethical person I have realistic expectations I don't let creeps into my life I dream about a better w...
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In this universe there are wood peckers And doll houses for those who seek Place beyond this place and time Perhaps together ...
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Then just about snapped And the pipe was lost She was lost again As if in search of magic shoes in the dirt and there are foot ...
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Who was obese But who would tell her As it would cause great wrath There upon she would crush you Just by sitting upon you You wo...