why, she asks the stars cannot rearrange themselves in the sky I weave some flowers in her hair Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related 3 thoughts on “why, she asks” Add yours Lovely image. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks !!! LikeLike Reply Pingback: NaPoWriMo / GloPoWriMo 2018 – Day 22 – “The Stars Spell Out Your Name” by David Ellis | toofulltowrite (I've started so I'll finish) Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.
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