A world’s best can be a paradox.
“If someone would ever hurt you, I’d feel it, and you’d see me again. And then I’d kill them with my slingshot.”
Which only my innocence knew.
It was a child’s dreamland.
She was holding a glass jar filled with dark red liquid.
The beautiful cherub’s biggest day.
It understood love and sadness. A lot of it.
Relatives swarmed over. Panic ensued.
In a world that you might never get the chance to know.
Expect to be in awe… Stay noble.