the blue muse

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february light can be just as pretty as april’s

silence really is golden
but so is singing at the top of your lungs

not everything that is empty needs to be filled

grey comes in more shades than the rainbow
and they’re all beautiful

it’s not that difficult to be kind

you really don’t need to know everything
you only need to know what makes you smile

a broken heart bleeds love through the cracks

you don’t actually have to have wings
to be able to fly

everyone’s soul is part gypsy

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