Aug 2016
At the thought of a new place
Her heart flutters
Like the wings of the bird
She wishes she could be.
-[h.r]
Her heart flutters
Like the wings of the bird
She wishes she could be.
-[h.r]
My best friend always talks about how she longs to travel the world. I so love the passion in her eyes when she dreams of new adventures.
(Lake Geneva)
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