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Today, I continue clinging to my belief in already framed and multiple-choice forms of benefit. It's a part of my rebellion against my friend's sense of not belonging to action and not doing anything. For I abandoned my belief in changing everything and everyone a long time ago. One of the first moments for me was witnessing the sparkle in a child's eyes as they whispered to the world, simply by being involved in an action that would benefit them.

Today, just like yesterday, I envision a world where we irresponsibly make it a habit to do good for and heal one another, one by one. If not today, then tomorrow...

I know that with every moment the leaves of the tree sway, we feel the wound of a dream struck at the heart of one of us. If we were to wash away the outside, only the pure, clean, and unadulterated part would remain. In all of us!