N the end...
What will one cent equate to?
Value truly lies in minuscule measurements of love; whether that b kindnesses shown to those no one else does; or, assistance's to the needy, untouchables....
Caresses, glances; a smile that may make someones bad day better.
A cloud carries rain; covers the joys n glories of the light's rays.
As do shadows that float through our daily lives...
The light feeds us, is life...though clouds are a necessity. As is seeing the world from both up and down. The whole Is...simply.
It is why all is not fair in love and war.
Love's air is all that matters, truly, millions are a measurement not without it's grand Worth...
The Lottery winners are those that have forever romantic love, that kind, that never dies. That is why we love, because we long to live forever.
However a true friend, advocate or just someone who gives a fuck is valid enuf to make it all at least Irie...
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