We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
Sleepy heads melt into the grayest cement, when we see the connection between, my head stretched out to the rainbow cloud. I worry upon the stained glass drops. I pang with pain. Longing for the shores of memory. Suddenly I wake surrounding by very leafy trees.
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I am in need of more opinions Perhaps there is a place where I can find some The kind that sound true The kind that make me feel good...