Silver-lined tears and smiles - we're all playing, living, breathing, existing, experiencing silver-lined songs, soundtracks, lives and loves. Breathe. Sing. Move. Live. Love.
A leaf falls, remembering forgotten autumn as the birds sing in the small of the morning. No day but today.
A leaf falls, remembering forgotten autumn as the birds sing in the small of the morning. No day but today.
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