dear moon.

dear moon.

xxIsabelGrangerxx

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Complete Sat, Mar 22, 202511m

My love, if ever the sky grows heavy or the nights too quiet, let these words be a reminder-some lights are too rare to fade, too precious to be anything but endless.

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