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Of all the things I hate about people It’s that when things are bad, we forget that they were ever good. Our inability to say thank you for ever being. Blinded by winter, we act like these barren trees Weren’t once littered with flowers, And their lush greens didn’t once smell of hope. I understand that in winter, days move slowly and minutes are forever But India Arie once sang, that after winter must come spring. So put a jersey on, boil some water And don’t lose sight of your humanity. Of all the things I hate about people This is the saddest - Kata
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Jun 4, 2017
Jun 4, 2017 at 6:46 PM UTC
Winter For The People.
Of all the things I hate about people It’s that when things are bad, we forget that they were ever good. Our inability to say thank you for ever being. Blinded by winter, we act like these barren trees Weren’t once littered with flowers, And their lush greens didn’t once smell of hope. I understand that in winter, days move slowly and minutes are forever But India Arie once sang, that after winter must come spring. So put a jersey on, boil some water And don’t lose sight of your humanity. Of all the things I hate about people This is the saddest - Kata
When it's time to hurt, you will hurt. When it's time to be happy, you will be happy. In happiness, never forget your pain. In pain, never forget your happiness. Balance is key.
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Jun 4, 2017
Jun 4, 2017 at 6:46 PM UTC
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