A pair of green hands with the fingers curled to create a circle in the middle, as if to represent the world. Their nails are painted neon yellow.


Sometimes I feel the weight of the world

On these shoulders.

And I think, how can little old me

Ever hope to change anything?

But I can’t bear to turn my back on the world

Even if I can’t do everything.

And we’re not alone, we’re never alone

If we all do something.

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