for the girl with stars in her veins, naught but a broken compass and a dusted sky for guidance; for the boy aching for adventure, sun peeling his skin; for the children who know the world is at their feet with the water bubbling about; for the adults whose days are at an eve and have time to spend looking at the tops of canopies.

the earth is a canvas, and we hold the brush; love is paint and it's never been brighter.

photo credit: http://foxesandfeathers.tumblr.com/post/72516481345

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