Posted in art, Ramblings

Writing.

My mind wanders because it knows where to go but not how to get there.

My body has scars from years past,

some self-induced, some from inanimate objects

while running, dancing, playing and living care free.

A life of a child is a joyous imaginative world of wonder & unity.

Oh, what a world it would be if we all lived like that.


Let’s spread more love & resist the hate.

Protest it like your life depends on it.

Live & love like the world is ending.

Help  someone not because you pity them or feel bad for them,

do it because you can.

-Stui

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