I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it — Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
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I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it had been coaxed out by a whispered promise.

— Michele Jaffe, Ghost Flower
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One of the greatest dangers of great dreams in your youth is waking up to despair as an adult. — Tice Davids aka David T. Parker
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You can endure every hardship with hope. — Lailah Gifty Akita
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