When reading we don't fall in love with the characters' appereance.
We fall in love with their words,
their thoughts
and their hearts
We fall in love with their souls.
Books
are the plane,
train,
and the road.
They are the destination,
and the journey.
They are Home.
wether I'm here or not
the sun will continue to shine
the grass will continue to grow
the birds will sing
the trees will grow
people will live
and the world will continue at cycle.
- Neverland
- JoinedAugust 18, 2016
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