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Now I'm listening to pop
Eating peanut butter off a spoon
Dancing through my kitchen
Eating, listening
Peanut Butter, pop
And it's all due to you
That I don't have to be so strong all the time
Sad things are not the only meaningful things
If we really wanted to, we could make frizzy pigtails the hairdo of tomorrow
Swing, discover, explore, empower, love, laugh
Living is a verb that is past, present, and future.
If anyone asks what is true, tell them maybe Everything.
Write poems on post-it notes and post them everywhere.
What if everyone did that? It would be a beautiful world, full of feeling and understanding. And color and handwriting.
We could do it if we had no fear. :)
Who's with me?