Let Love, (Love) All.
universal love
There's so much, pain and suffering going on in the "World" right now, if we don't stick together, in order to win together, then we all fail so let's rise and not fall, let's open our hearts and let love, love all. Let's have a heart where "Hate" has no home, as we envision the "World" at peace, let there be no more hate and violence in the "Streets". I'ma speak the truth and I will not be silenced, I wish everyone was just as "Enlightened" full of "wisdom" full of "Kindness", but I guess the "World" would'nt be fairly balanced. Love, conquers hate so let's love a little more everyday, "Tomorrow" is never promised, so let's make the most of it," Be Kind", "Be Gentle", "Be Compasionate" "Be Brave" for" God"s sake, "Be Human"! "Let.. ( Love) All"...
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