If you think about it...wer're kinda adorable. Before you think I'm a weirdo, hear me out.
We pass oral stories down from generation to generation hoping to instill a sense of awe in someone of the future.
We have little bells on our houses and ring them to let the other know we have arrived.
We shiver when we get cold. We have an endless span of curiosity.
If the night sky is clear, our first instinct is to look up at the sky and day dream about going on epic adventures.
Some say that we are boring becuase we don't have gills, or horns, or wings. But we do have free will, we can think for ourselves.
We can't even handle diffrent skin colors, so how would we even take horns, gills, and wings?
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Poems and Thoughts
AléatoireThis is a book of poems of all diffrent topics. Poems of things such as hate, friendship, loss, and betrayal. There are also "pieces of thought" in this book. Thoughts on philosophy, ideas, and concepts. I apologize I can't give you more detail...
