"When the skies are looking bad, my dear, and your heart has lost all it's hope: After dawn there will be sunshine and all the dust will go. Skies will clear my darling, now it's time for you to let go. And in the morning I'll make you up, some tea and toast."
Heb 6:19 ♥
- Rio de Janeiro
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