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Here

Here, we have love.

She is kind and alive,

The kind to love until death do them part,

The type to wait until they dissipate,

The kind to accept them fully and truly.

Over here, we have hate.

He is blind but voracious,

The type to dig into the soul and spread darkness,

The kind to dislike for the tiniest reason,

The type to cause chaos for relaxation.

Here, we have happiness.

They are loud and prosperous,

The kind to bring a smile even to hatred,

The kind to turn ash into bone,

The type to bring light into the darkness.

Here, we have hope.

She is shy, but she is strong.

The type to disappear once needed most,

The type to hesitate and try during a storm,

The kind to partake in battles never fought by warriors.

In here, we have life.

Life is not out there, but in us.

In us lies the strength to see good or bad,

In us lies the strength to bring life into our eyes.

We have power,

The power to see things others can not see,

The power to control our life,

The power to shape life.

Here, over here, and in here,

Is the greatest resource to reach peace or absolute chaos.

Our choice, my choice, and your choice,

Makes life whatever we make it.

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Delulu is the solulu? No ways, honey!

What you see is what you see, not what they see. If you think pineapple belongs on pizza, that is your decision!

Let's be kind to ourselves and others, shall we?

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