𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑
𝐶𝑎𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑖𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘？
𝑇ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑡ℎ， 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑑
𝐾𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑟𝑢𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 '𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝑤𝑒'𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒
𝑊𝑒'𝑟𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑤．
♕
Head up, dear.
Because no beauty
shines brighter
than that of a
Great Heart.
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