I wish I were a poem, And everyone read my words. While feeling what I am, And wondering about the untold.
Why don't we create a heavenly place on Earth?
Everyone has eyes, hands, feet, skin... When you take that away from them, you take away a big part of their humanity. They become a victim of cruelty.
He's perfect but wears imperfection.
I believe books are a place where different souls connect to one truth.