We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
I'm having a bad hair day in Gaza, off to the south playing a banjo, and when I open the red sea, oh great love will wash me clean, and on the plains of galaxies, to tremble at stars burning heat, in the bizaar of hidden streets, the eyes above make sense for me, a freedom only horses know, as I ride faster.
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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...