The fragrant harum of roses on their hearts will decorate our days. The aroma of beauty it offers, is like the calm of the water of the lake that calms the hearts of the heart. Let's find the "roses" of tranquility, happiness, peace in our souls, and again we share with those who feel marginalized and marginalized. Maybe, yes, maybe, we will also encounter thorns and thorns, but let's not make us despair. Perhaps, our hands will be scratched and hurt, but do not make us sad. Our happiness is when we find them, the outcast souls, the pessimistic souls, smiling happily, as if to find the air when they are going to run out of oxygen
