Today I went home, I met my kiddy cousins as I always like to call them. I saw their some of their art works in the entrance when I arrived. So happy I became…
I saw lanterns, suns, water, happy children…I wonder how can the world is not able to destroy such a beauty, such innocence, such purity.
I see through them, and by them, some renewable hope, happiness in their warm hug.
Listening to All By Myself from the beautiful Céline Dion, and I remember…I remember…I remember…
Are the kids so much better? I really see that…
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