
how
you look for
magic
unfailingly,
that’s your treasure,
that’s your gold
– butterflies rising
Read More →how
you look for
magic
unfailingly,
that’s your treasure,
that’s your gold
– butterflies rising
Read More →there’s something
about the way dawn whispers
“so much is out there waiting”
that keeps my dreams breathing…
there’s just a way
that morning carries hope.
– butterflies rising
Read More →paper planes, or angel wings, anything to lift the heavy, to let him dream…
he’s always been searching for some way to escape gravity
– butterflies rising
Read More →paper planes,
or angel wings, anything
to lift the heavy, to let her dream…
she’s always been searching for some
way to escape gravity
– butterflies rising
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