what if a witch turned the both of us into little frogs and we lived together on our lily pad?🥺🥺🥺
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the sun is blindingly bright
the invisible fog twirls in the air, only seen by longing hearts
its peaceful; calming.
the beauty calls out, whispering for you to follow her into the bright light
you can’t help but long to walk beside her to the gates of heaven
maybe one day.