If the old grown woods fed our human senses with love, their glaring loss begets unspeakable absence. Hollowed out, hearts dispossessed. Smallest leaves must fill the need for wondrous looks at life. Beauty seen, a victory keen.
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declaration
I am a fan of signing petitions. Their implicit collectivism can help invigorate our awareness of shared principles, ideally supporting purposeful actions steeped in egalitarian reckonings of our widely shared best interests. I added a little comment to a petition I recently supported, the aim of which is to ban fracking oil tainted wastewater from…
Insight/Outfit of the Day 