Hailey Paige

at 2:37 PM

Sunshine



Sepia toned girl.
Nightingale and sparrow in hand. 
Sun kissed freckles and sandy blonde hair.
The places you hid,
From the world.
Are gone.
Broken and burned.
So let your birds go and move on.

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