the pure of heart
Their embrace is the warmest, their smiles are healing and soulful. | I still have a lot of years left to live, and I pray for the good of life. Maybe I have to attain a new viewpoint, a new way of looking at things. I have to see rainbows everywhere, like I’m looking through a kaleidoscope. Hope, optimism, joy. And I have to get over myself, and all the trouble that has happened to me and to others. I am what god made me, and I aspire to be strong and faithful. I rest on the histories of those with similar stories who have passed away before me. And I take shelter behind those who never got to tell their stories, and those who refrained from hurting others. God himself sees them, and he knows them—that multi-colored spirit, the source of peace.
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