Goodness is disarming ...
I wish I could think of ... believe ... admit ...
today with a friend we talked about this:
man tends to the goodness ... and goodness at the end wins.
I actually thought. I thought so seriously.
I believed. We thought seriously.
Now do not think so and I do not.
There are wonderful people, generous, good ...
but are trampled upon and derided. I feel the
their voices, calm, polite, reasonable, respectful.
I can hear, despite the clamor of the vulgar should dominate.
I hear those voices, those eyes look brave, compassionate, high pitched.
E d before they feel helpless ...
Yes, I feel so, but the din violent, arrogant, does not cease. And that noise
overbearing, arrogant, perverse
leave me torn and helpless ... And I
disarm ...
and goodness then who wins?
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