These Words

until all I was were these words... a collection.

20.6.15

how big, how blue, how beautiful.

high tide. 


Posted by brown boy chronicles. at 9:14 pm
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Labels: divine society, energy, energy fields, feelings, feels, florence and the machine, florence welch, for you, hold on, inspired, soul conversations. soul to soul, soul to soul, swim, walk on water
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