I wanted to build a home in the beautiful ruins. We filled it with love.

I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.	A city becomes a world when someone falls in love with one of its inhabitants	glass of rain	fix and flip
He made me promise I would do this when I was next sad. So I promised myself I would not be sad again.	Bob the Builder	The Northern Ruins	Dreaming up the Blue Door House
Love Hurts	My Blue Heaven

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