Someday, Sarah, someone will come along and give you the moon, and the stars too. — Betty Neels, Roses Have Thorns
Someday, Sarah, someone will come along and give you the moon, and the stars too. — Betty Neels, Roses Have Thorns
Someday, Sarah, someone will come along and give you the moon, and the stars too. — Betty Neels, Roses Have Thorns
Someday, Sarah, someone will come along and give you the moon, and the stars too. — Betty Neels, Roses Have Thorns
Someday, Sarah, someone will come along and give you the moon, and the stars too. — Betty Neels, Roses Have Thorns
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Someday, Sarah, someone will come along and give you the moon, and the stars too.

— Betty Neels, Roses Have Thorns
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