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come north, stop hearing, just listen the fields whisper golden seeds caught amidst her sunbeam hair. she fishes in her dreams down by the river where you used to live.
sleeping in the mist where children play hide and seek, you forget the wind stories and the
meadow larks voice. she sings, a red-winged blackbirds lament do you hear her, do you hear her?
come north, breathe the earth smell, freckled and warm. she wears it on her skin rich with dew. sticky bronze honey, and the taste of her lips: all there in
| These are all just pure stunners. ;3 |

I came to your page to thank you for the support I received from you in September!
Thank you once again!
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"Music is a moral law. It gives soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and charm and gaiety to life and to everything. "
it made me really happy :]
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the sea.
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Saudade
My Journal [link]
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Well Done!
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CREATE FROM THE HEART
CAROLINE CHAMPION
CHAMPIONS FIND A WAY
GOD SPEED YOU LOVE
[link] www carolinechampion co.uk [link]
CHAMPIONAnimations[link] Tips Top Hat
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choose anew, please evolve, take flight
Thanks for the watch!
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