I may be 19 but I think I can quite safely say that Valentine's Day was poo. (Has anyone noticed how amusingly ironic it is that the initials of Valentine's Day are VD?)
We all ferment, but things can change and stay as one, you feel rejected, just tilt your head up to the sun, learn to be as one, still living, sinking, breathing, oxygen.
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