she longs to stand beside the ocean feeling significantly small,
where the only color that matters
………………….is blue.
Yes. And thankfully, I have a shore very near, where I can let her song blow all the horrors away, while I am there.
Perfect
Me too.
#LettingGo
may it be the blue of sea and blue of sky and not the blue of melancholi
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Yes. And thankfully, I have a shore very near, where I can let her song blow all the horrors away, while I am there.
Perfect
Me too.
#LettingGo
may it be the blue of sea and blue of sky
and not the blue of melancholi