In the light of the sun, may we loop the final stitch in all that’s been shorn unduly apart; and by the soft glow of the moon let us smooth out what remains of all our old scars. When we feel the slight itch of a past pain, let us casually brush it away – […]
I know how it feels to look at the world and see it struggle, and I understand what it means to touch the earth and feel her pain. I too have trembled at the sight of the weapons and wars, the hunger, the hurt, the fear, and the frenzy. I know what it’s like to […]
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