*Colorful thoughts, whispers in a snicker, sharing with a kindred in the warmth of closeness. This is what it is to be human.
To love completely, healing sobs of heartache leaning on a trustworthy shoulder, arms tightly wound around souls.
To care, desiring peace for all, comfort for the helpless. Genuine gestures of courage, lending manpower and strength, to build and build up the less fortunate.
An image of love
This is what it means to be
human.*
Jan 21, 2014
Jan 21, 2014 at 11:59 AM UTC
*Colorful thoughts, whispers in a snicker, sharing with a kindred in the warmth of closeness. This is what it is to be human.
To love completely, healing sobs of heartache leaning on a trustworthy shoulder, arms tightly wound around souls.
To care, desiring peace for all, comfort for the helpless. Genuine gestures of courage, lending manpower and strength, to build and build up the less fortunate.
An image of love
This is what it means to be
human.*
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