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I stand with the human heart, kindness, compassion, empathy, not anything less.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Trade Deadline Every year it seems sports teams have a trade deadline I rather be a player not the spectator so I do not know a lot but this small thought of trades made me smile You see I just made a trade of my own I traded 100 acquaintances world wide in return I got only one person with the kindest heart and soul even her team hat, brought me a smile that glows My team will always be a team of hearts red with passion, determination soft with a caress of kindness in gardens, where flowers are the only weapons I am tinged with sadness at humanities loss I rather one with a voice of love so as 1000 babies do not have to cry

Copyright © | Year Posted 2025




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Date: 5/6/2025 11:57:00 AM
Arthur, interesting to consider the conditions and numbers involved. I'm terribly saddened by all of it. Personally, and as I've said, there is a fair diplomatic solution to what has come before, but those who've benefitted are unwilling to go down that road. Very strange to watch in that it doesn't work out well in the long term, but not enough people think about stuff like that.
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Date: 5/2/2025 6:39:00 AM
Such a fantastic, lively poem on personal relationships and emotions, Arthur. You consider friendships, empathy, and compassion, indicating that quality over quantity in interpersonal interactions is important.
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Date: 5/2/2025 5:46:00 AM
This took the wind out of me. I had not learned of the pine planting only the campaign of demolishing of the olive groves. Well, as we canucks have figured out, pure pine forests do love to burn. Empathy is my common state, I’m not as familiar with this apathy I’m feeling now. I’d play for your team. xomo
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