Tucked inside this volume poetry are one dozen four leaf clovers, saved by one incredibly lucky reader.
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What value would there be in life, if we are not together?
--𝙏𝙤𝙢 𝙇𝙚𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙮 // 𝘽𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙅𝙖𝙣𝙚 ✦
When God closes a door I reach my little paws under it and meow until He opens it again.
i love when tragedies are like “the love was there. it didnt change anything. it didnt save anyone. there were just too many forces against it. but it still matters that the love was there”