hopeful
By cait
The season changes and brings with it new possibilities for hope, for beginnings, for closure. Cleansed by pure white liquid Love. Enveloped and renewed. Celebrate! Run joyous through the streets and scream Freedom! from the hilltops. The option is there now. Take my hand and Run with me. Written February 4th, 2002 © on Feb 03 2002 03:13 PM PST 0 • 12
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