First-World nations have a garden where can dance the better angels of our nature.
I think I’m here just to be alive. To see it. Hear it. Feel it. All of it. Even when it hurts.
If, on your life’s journey, you’ve reached some point of self honesty — rather than ego inflation — I’d trust your vision.
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