Love is the Movement

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DavidTarr

Published: Jul 27, 2009

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Little Child...
Worry not.

There is a war happening right now.
And we are in the very middle of it. But...
Worry not.

Everything will turn out alright.
In the end, it always does.
Worry Not.

Little Child...
They could tear us apart from each other.
They could turn us against each other.
They could even force us to kill each other.
But never can I lose my love for any other
Little Child. As long as we love each other...
Worry Not.

This war will end one day, Little Child.
when that happens...
there will be
birds singing,
music playing,
the sun will shine again,
the flowers will flood the land in beauty again,
and the blood on the ground shall be swept away by love.
Soon, everybody will love everybody.
I promise you, Little Child,
Worry Not.

One day everything will be alright.

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