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When people valued their passion as a mere fashion, these gems brought
out the fashion in my passion. When the whole world judged me, these

diamonds, whom I considered my world, embraced me for being me and let

all the bad things just slide off.
They trusted my passion and let it happen slowly without any pressure.

Dance and music enabled me to think better, helped me use my

vulnerability to solve real-life problems, and helped me bear all the
hardships that Mother Earth faced in her everyday life.

Although things didn’t go as planned, the angels that God sent me in my

life influenced me and taught me that if I love something so much, the

universe will find ways to bring me closer to the thing I love the most. The
"Expressions" of my story might not be extemporary like others, but I know

they are unique and ethereal, like my mother Earth.

Only God knows the journey that I will face henceforth, but I’d guess I will

end this essay with a sweet short poem.

A LIFELESS WORLD
This world is painted with shades of blue,
Can never be joined with the shimmer of glue,
It’s hard to say this,

With no bliss,
That humanity is sinking,
Like how his socks are stinking;

I guess we don’t have nine lives like a cat,
Or can never sleep upside down like a bat,
But we’re still at,
Living in this lifeless world of act.

I hate to make false lame slogans to protect mother Earth but instead love

performing the act and then declaring it to the public. So to all the beautiful

souls reading this essay to this very sentence,

I would request you just one thing. To play your part to reduce the damage
caused to the only home you are living in, that is MOTHER EARTH.

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