How great it is to be alive! How grand it is to dance! How soft are petals on my hand.. and raindrops on my tongue. and sea shells in the sand.. How sad can one be sometimes. When with little things they worry.. Oh tell me why we must go on.. in such a frenzied hurry. STOP.. and look around.. at all the things that glimmer. Or maybe just shimmer. a little.. You are alive..You are alive! You get to live a life.. that's full of love and happiness You just have to look for it. in secret places, it hides. underneath misery.. it could be there, shining. Look for it. Catch it. and then STOP.. and say thank you.Birth sign: Aries
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