as far as humanity goes
it's the young rocker who stopped for the old lady when no one was looking -
it's the thank you note hidden that no one else will ever see
it's the wretched honesty of a dear friend in a struggle
it is seeing a muslim woman or indian woman or eskimo woman, or whatever kind of woman
love her child and know that i love mine just as much
universal human hearts that sometimes bubble over with living breathing goodness
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