Maybe some things aren’t meant to be known. maybe there just meant to be accepted.
Whereever you end up;” Jack whispered into my ear.”I wish you clear skies. Always
505If nothing ever changed,there’d be no such thing as butterflies.
I wonder what else I could do that I never thought I could.
Do you ever think if people heard our conversations they’d lock us up?”All the time.
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