breakaway

I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly, I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky
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I Wish, Dear.

Saturday, July 12, 2014
I wish we can meet in the next life.
A life where its possible for us to be together.
A life where difference in ethnicity, race, and religion is no longer a mistake, no longer be a barrier for our relationship.
A life where you will still be you, and me will still be me.

I wish, Dear.
12:20 AM  //  Out of the darkness and into the sun
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