"she is like honey of the moon. a gift from the heavens that we have yet to understand. her imagination has more to give than the earth itself. she will never know how to speak her mind, but that is okay. let her dream, as her home was never earth. she belongs among the stars, in the place of her creation, and not among the people that poison us daily. she belongs far away. far, far away..." -quote from my book "bluebells"
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