The girl was like the soft, earthy ground- overlooked and stepped on all at the once.
She was just another blank face in the blank crowd. She was trampled by the jungle of people who were all going somewhere in some time.
With the help of a whole lot of hair dye, feathers, heart-shaped everythings, and (even more!) flowers, the girl establishes a entirely new realm of life.
Now, she is the humble ground we walk upon; she is the beating heart of a joyful society; she is love, she is the ground.
Love is Ground.
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