One.
One year later and l have learnt that a light house will survive everything and will never hold a grudge against the waves.
So let me lead you home.
Let me direct your path. Allow me to be your safety despite the destruction you have become my love.
Let me be something.
May 27, 2017
May 27, 2017 at 2:57 PM UTC
One.
One year later and l have learnt that a light house will survive everything and will never hold a grudge against the waves.
So let me lead you home.
Let me direct your path. Allow me to be your safety despite the destruction you have become my love.
Let me be something.
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