We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
Three years went by in a day..
Holy is the sound of pavement
And teeth that serve less and less
As words go nowhere into repeats
For slogans need to catch
And circles broken.
And teeth that serve less and less
As words go nowhere into repeats
For slogans need to catch
And circles broken.
So it was a trumpet playing reality!
With three magic bananas the monkeys played. It was a good time to be a banana!
I look at some pictures on American Indian pages on Facebook and am hit with intense guilt and grief feeling.
I am so sorry and hope someday we will heal this.
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