Youโre worth a handwritten letter, a random trip at night to the beach, a painting that says more than a thousand words.
THE BLUE LIGHT๐
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Their hug is not just a hug, it is an embracement of two injured souls, a gathering of two shattered pieces, a moment that if time stopped at, if death came by, and if wars had broken out, believe me, none of it would matter..
Let's be wildflowers,
let our souls be scattered by the wind.
let us grow, wild and free,
tall and brave,
in the places that we dream,
in the places where our longings
are filled.
let us grow between the cracks
of brokenness,
and we will make everything beautiful.
let our souls be scattered by the wind.
let us grow, wild and free,
tall and brave,
in the places that we dream,
in the places where our longings
are filled.
let us grow between the cracks
of brokenness,
and we will make everything beautiful.
Forwarded from E C I I P S E ๐ (Saly Ib)
ุนุงู
ููููุง ุงููููุงุณู ุจู
ุง ููุธููุฑููููู ููู
ูุงูููู ูุชูููู ู ุง ูู ุตูุฏููุฑููู
_ ุนู ุฑ ุจู ุงูุฎุทุงุจ
ูุงูููู ูุชูููู ู ุง ูู ุตูุฏููุฑููู
_ ุนู ุฑ ุจู ุงูุฎุทุงุจ