I cut a rose and placed it in a vase.
The room became brighter and fresher.
The sentence didn’t read right.
A different word gave the story new meaning.
A boy fell into an epileptic fit.
Ignored, until another boy placed a stick between his teeth.
The weight of the world breaks my heart.
I push the dark away and bask in the warmth of the sun.
Each time I read this, I got the same feeling. Discomfort. Clever words, sir.
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Thanks, Kris!
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Am not sure how you do this…it starts out cheery like and yet……..so uncomfortable!
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I wanted to point out that small gestures lead to big differences; that all it takes is one person to make a difference. The epileptic boy was in the Philippines. People ignored him – I didn’t know what was going on because we never see that here. But another little boy walked over, squatted down, and placed a stick between the other boy’s teeth. I never forgot that.
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I like this…but it was still creepy!
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uncomfortable, not exactly creepy.
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All of the small gestures you’ve made with your mom have had big consequences. She may not always say so, but she’s glad you’re there.
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I hope so.
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