The Northern Lights run with fire And stars founded on nerves From the cloud of longest desire To the delicious tingling curves The rain in heaven will end On time beyond silky passionate floats The life and love tend But crashing hopes You'll scout changes tonight Could it all be a dream of the reign? Or simply just a fate of the light? Perhaps it is just that we are all insane.
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
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