the world once stopped to ask me if i’d continue through or sit there, standing by while every petal fell and the seasons changed. i answered with a step and a camera shot; grabbed on to the beauty and kept moving.
the world once stopped to ask me if i’d continue through or sit there, standing by while every petal fell and the seasons changed. i answered with a step and a camera shot; grabbed on to the beauty and kept moving.
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