violet meadow
Thursday, 26 June 2014
Books
The fluttering white insides ruffle in the gentle breeze.
Softly whispering information into one an others ears.
Some know everything others have fiction characters.
Everyone has it's own interests and each one has a new beginning or a final end.
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