I look outside onto the ice covered streets. I can almost feel the harsh air brushing my cheeks. I feel my feet slip in the snow, and I seek out gentleness. I turn on the news and I see hatred and violence. I hear all the yelling and pick up on almost zero listening. I see the effects of a broken world screaming forth from my screen, and I long for gentleness. And I look inside, and I feel the […]
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