My heart is huge. It throbs with the beauty I see in the world, and weeps bloody tears at the devastation we permit.My feet are calloused with optimism, because I know the inherent nature of humanity and the weakness of our hand against our Mother's. She will win, and all will be good, with or without us.But until the end, and through it, I sit on the wings of love as they carry me softly through this harshly beautiful and temporary realm, awaiting the unknown.
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