Please Stop
The world is a beautiful place, but some people don't see the beauty.
Close your eyes, feel the light, feel it come creeping down your spine.
The love so intensified, the blissfulness of the wind.
When you open your eyes you gaze in and you see the living sea, you feel the steaming breeze. Please stop and take in the world for which this world is breathing to beam.
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