Harmonious Apathy

I had this dream.

A dream of soft and warm ocean breezes.

The surf and waves making the most delightful lapping sound, the breezes rustling my hair.

I dreamed everyone loved everyone, embraced their brownness, blondeness, their differences.

 

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We had the same religion surrounding Lotus Flowers.

We all had the same music and language.

No war, no bad words, just peaceful life listening to each other harmonizing, or just loving each other.

Damn!

That was so frigging boring.

 

 

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