PULSE shooting
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can't we scatter our love like seeds in the spring and watch them grow and hear the birds singing and as the passer-by smells newborn fruit it will give them a reason to follow suit. can't the love we accept be the love we give? the hungry
In the year of
still not our lord
but better known as 2016
I celebrated
I grieved
and was introduced to a newer
