We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
I don't intend to dream, in some empty chamber, looking out a wind onto yellow grass, even trees in the wind can bore, and the fly turkey vulture soars. Something else in future past is telling me it's going to change, the bombs will blow in the world, and the seeds of new growth, machines also will transform as strange, videos of melting gothic cathadrils and monsters falling into the sea.
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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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A loving heart be so blue Into the the river lands Golden light was in your eyes Can the heart be busy hiding Wash it away Can a ...