The heart speaks the melody of the breeze and whispers the words of life. To be, to love, within its thoughts, holds tight the warmth of the day. Breaking free, the rays of the light rain down softly on the hearts intertwined. To embrace its majesty within the deep well of the flowing light.
To find that soul, to love ever truly, is to find the meaning of tomorrow.
We are but vessels in the night, carried by the thoughts and dreams of our past, hope begins to erode, as visions of the future
Human thought is something incredible to think about. As humans, we have the ability to reason, ponder, think, and plan without words. We can articulate
The gentle breeze of the night flows over you as the wind runs through your majestic hair; the wind guides itself through the vastness of
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