...Where The Red Rose Is Mine,
And The Vanilla Clouds Too...
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
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Of Wild Colours, Mindless Madness and Splashing Words
On Your Glowing Wings I Fly...
About Me
- Sparkz
- "When she transformed into a butterfly, the caterpillars spoke not of her beauty, but of her weirdness. They wanted her to change into what she had always been. But, she had wings."
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