The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

We All Are Children of "earth"

There are so many birds
every morning outside my window.
They cry, sing and chatter about something, together.
Why can't we do the same? We separate!
Any person is closed to another person, 
any country is closed to another country, 
despite the fact that we all have the same sky, sun and moon,
despite the fact that we all live in one planet "Earth"!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide
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