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We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.

Experience will make them wiser.

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Forget it.

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Only if only..

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The fun of life!

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When the cows are set free where do they go..

Dust and ashes

Stories and not real

But I love the way they feel

If they turn in the wind.

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