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 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 ...
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I enjoy occasional gluttony. It's like wine without the wine!