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Moonlight’s Wishes
When you look at a field of dandelions, you can either see a hundred weeds or a hundred wishes…. ~Unknown Continue reading Moonlight’s Wishes
When I Die, my atoms will come undone; I'll be space dust, once again. The wind will carry me; scatter me everywhere; like dandelions in springtime. I'll visit worlds and alien moons; it will be so damn poetic- until I land on your sandwich.
When you look at a field of dandelions, you can either see a hundred weeds or a hundred wishes…. ~Unknown Continue reading Moonlight’s Wishes