We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
Love is a strange thing, don't tell me you knew, as she climbed into your window you left open. She came to your bed and lifted your head and kissed you, then told you that you were hers, and something had you believing that you believed her, and she took you down some stairs that you never thought were there, and she held you in her arms, told you there would be no harm, and you believed her.
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