and maybe the flowers won’t bloom

tender shoots reach from the shadows as the blue sighs to become the green It is in those moments when solitude aches to be the sky slumbering hearts listen as the clouds smile It is in those moments when solitude aches to believe a scent of romance brushes the wild to drift and become a […]
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Published on March 02, 2017 10:37
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