letters to harry // harry styles
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Última publicación vie, jun 26, 2015
Blackness. I'm sure we all get used to this as we sleep. The darkness as children we fear, when we never want to shut our eyes. We close our eyes into darkness at night as we doze off to sleep. The darkness of our minds, souls, bodies. Soft blankets pulled up around your chin, soft pillows under your scalp. No matter what we still see darkness. Yet, patterned against the blackness on the back of your eyelids, green and blue and orange patterns bounce off your irises, creating light.
Even in the darkest places, there is hope. There is a light.
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