We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
I held the marble to the world, and saw it distort and violently hurl, its bright and its beautiful, there's dancing bears, and it works from logic drafted by pencils, and she's not so kind is a special way, on a torpedo she rides, and there is no useful goodbye, the broom stick takes her up, and its into the heart of the sun, that's the game I call love.
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We need to let cows roam through the city and make luxurious cow patties.