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The world is always rotating, three hundred sixty-five times a year, from the commencement to the end and while it revolves everything shifts except for one mighty connection that will never lose strength: Family. 
Thorough...

Everything seems still around us but in reality, we are moving thousands of miles a day. We are all alone yet we try so hard to destroy ourselves every day and for what? Money, Power, politics. While our government representatives are constantly arguing about who did what and when and where they did it we the people, the commoners are left to fend for ourselves and people who are trying to make a difference activists sparking the talk about pollution,...

Everything seems still around us but in reality, we are moving thousands of miles a day. We are all alone yet we try so hard to destroy ourselves every day and for what? Money, Power, politics. While our government representatives are constantly arguing about who did what and when and where they did it we the people, the commoners are left to fend for ourselves and people who are trying to make a difference activists sparking the talk about pollution,...

 There is a saying,
many times told 
that after hate, comes love
just as after a storm peace restores

there is a saying 
many times told 
that from the old 
the new unfolds
that from the ashes 
 a new story is told 


there is a saying 
many times told 
that the gold 
came from the deep unexplored 
that youre not to give
its time to be bold 
so fight threw the cold 
and sing your loud song 




 

 “Hello, what's your name? I'm Jennifer Rogers, nice to meet you.” She extended a small hand towards me and I shook it weakly. She seemed completely unaffected, while I felt so weak that she seemed able to knock me over. I thought she would leave but she just sat on my cot, looking up at me with extremely big eyes. 
“Oh. I'm sorry, my name is Frederick Weber, do you know why I feel so horrible? and why are you...

“Hello, what's your name? I'm Jennifer Rogers, nice to meet you.” She extended a small hand towards me and I shook it weakly. She seemed completely unaffected, while I felt so weak that she seemed able to knock me over. I thought she would leave but she just sat on my cot, looking up at me with extremely big eyes. 
“Oh. I'm sorry, my name is Frederick Weber, do you know why I feel so horrible? and why are you...