When the ground starts moving beneath their feet, they reach for answers that seem solid, even if they are simplistic.
...Can I have my cake? Can I have you too? Would you follow me? Could I ask you to? Would the world between us break these ties we’ve worked so hard to realize? Can a postcard say what I see in your eyes?
...“they say that i can move the mountains and send them falling to the sea. they say that i can walk on water if i would follow and believe with faith like a child.”
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