We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
I CALL THEM SOUR GRAPES
DARK PURPLE ROTTING STUFF
THERE WAS ONCE SOMETHING
NOW RAN OUT OF LOVE
A PTSD EXPLOSION HITS HARD
DO THEY WANT OUR SUN
A BATTLE STAR
HAVE WE ANY MORAL COURAGE
YOU TO CHANGE THE CORE
THIS ROTTEN APPLE
WE DON'T ADORABLE LOVE
NO MORE
IN INVISIBLE ARMS
THE TRUST THAT CAN DO NO
HARM
HARM
A LIGHT FORMS ON A HOLE
READY TO SHOW
NEW BEAUTY TO THE WORLD
PERHAPS BILL HOLE
MAYBE
HE IS READY.
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