most times I ask myself, can this world really be saved? from incessant hate, jealousy and cruelty, can peace and love shine through?, can sanity be restored? The world naturally is still very large enough for every single person to exist and thrive, but with this your poem I realized more that the world being so full is a psychological state of mind and the world being so spacious is also a psychological state of mind, I
I STILL GOT MY CAVE nice one bro... this is Light.
RE: At least I still got my cave [Day 45]