Wild Hearts Can't Be Broken

tylerknott:

Snows came today, birds went hiding. They remember days like this day, warmth like that warmth. They sing of it sometimes, when the sun sticks its neck back out, when the sound of melting returns, if for a moment. I hear them, I always do.
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maureen2musings:

don’t throw stones

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