"What you love, you will love. What you undertake you will complete. You are a fulfiller of hope; you are to be relied on. But seventeen years give lit...

I had forgotten how much light there is in the world, till you gave it back to me.
~ Ursula K. Le Guin ~












I had forgotten how much light there is in the world, till you gave it back to me.

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