caught beneath the landslide
In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood, like a hundred golden urns pouring out the sun.
and I'm crazy. I like reading books.
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10 months ago
your icon tho UNF
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