Everything we do
Through our music
Through our literature
Our stage theatre
Our dances
Our artworks
Through time
All the way from the stone ages
Through into our fith race generation
Mankind has been on the search for the perfected love
Which we can't perfect
Because we are so consumed in ourselves.
Which has become our common
ground
Selfishness instead of love
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Words Of A Mystic Nation
PoetryIt's not for the mind but the soul,heart and nourishment of the body.🌼