through favored wordsand half-heartedthoughtswe sink intothe dark,gaspingfor air as slowlyinto the nothingwe become allthat was everholy in no onesname forgotten-
Can you seethe stars whereyou are? Do you breatheon the hopethat youcan touch the moon? Does the oceanwhisper toyou that itsdepths goon forever? Have you feltthe earth,freshand new, soilclumping to fingers ...
|Motto||Sometimes you'd be better listening to the fools for a change.|
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