Hope vs Black days


Today I went home, I met my kiddy cousins as I always like to call them. I saw their some of their art works in the entrance when I arrived. So happy I became…

I saw lanterns, suns, water, happy children…I wonder how can the world is not able to destroy such a beauty, such innocence, such purity.

I see through them, and by them, some renewable hope, happiness in their warm hug.

Listening to All By Myself from the beautiful Céline Dion, and I remember…I remember…I remember…

Are the kids so much better? I really see that…

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