On Earth
I cannot change people.
I must constantly remind myself
that all I can do
is love people enough
to make them believe
that, while they are specks,
they are very beautiful specks,
because they are still alive.
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I'm Lotus. I want to write about what it's like to breathe. Hopefully, someday, I will.
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