Im counting up the stars
to the time when finally forever is in the palm of my hand and infinity is where everlasting hills and valleys
light up
the path where everyone goes. Where streets are fled empty and full of beaming sunshines and tinkerers.
The dream is here, catch some pretty fireflies and enigma.
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Dreamcatchers weave the shattered past of passageways and busybodied vendors, of lamps and carriages.
May your Christmas today, shine as bright and promising!
Always love and full of brimming adventures,
XX Sherry 💋