Hazard
Why do we insist on taking away the things that make us happy. If we truly cared about it, wouldn't we choose to have it. Laughter has a way of healing the splattered, destroyed and not even looking for the key labeled master - instead we become our special kind of hazards.
Copyright © Justice Elliott | Year Posted 2023
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