Just maybe, things could shape out like mountains and become a big huge lump of something nice to look at. Probably not the best things to be with but the mountain as a whole. So serene and something we just need to look at. Just maybe, things could be right, another time, another day. Not now, but it will. Eventually. Just maybe, tomorrow I'll wake up smiling at the facts, the fictions and the infecteds. Just maybe the catastrophe is the beauty and not the upheaval of the mishaps. Just maybe if you look hard enough at the mountains, you'll see that it's nothing. Just God's creation but you describe it so elaborately. Just maybe, you could walk on clouds and feel that what you walk in, is heaven. Even though none of us know what heaven is. But again, aren't they descriptive? Like the mountains. So just maybe, things could work, again. :)
Love,
Nad.
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