up in the stars
way way way up high
that is where dreams are made
our innermost desires
the flecks of our souls
so bright and beautiful
never let them put you down
they simply cannot see the beauty
of having such wonderful hopes come alive
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♥ Spontaneity;
Louis Pauzé: "We're all going to die. Write that down, miss. We don't have the luxury of a thousand years on this earth. Only sixty, or maybe eighty little years if we're lucky. And these years pass in a flash. Why not offer flowers to your spouse every night? Why deprive yourself of the happiness of making your house a home? Why resist your impulse? Daily life is the most beautiful voyage..."
♥ Likes;
♥ Sanctuary;
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