and as streams of light fan out behind the darkened sun like the wings of a butterfly, i realize that i never saw true beauty until now.

Auteur: Wendy Mass

and as streams of light fan out behind the darkened sun like the wings of a butterfly, i realize that i never saw true beauty until now. - Wendy Mass




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