Just once, I'd like to see a conflict evolve into art.
An argument becomes a duet.
A fist fight becomes a dance off.
Screams become rainbows bursting forth from the mouths of red faced people.
Neither horror nor shock occurs, it is to be expected. We are capable of great beaut and great harm.
It's a shame we forget this whenever we are consumed by anger.
I don't want to fight you anymore.
Can't we just dance instead?
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