We forgot all the things we once knew. We found out lots of them were wrong, plenty of them weren't ours. We retrieved long time forgotten dreams, another time's wishes. We found ourselves, we found each other. Barriers had to be broken, mountains had to be climbed. We are still climbing. We stop, sometimes, to grasp some air. But we keep on moving.
We understood that it is so important to leave something behind. Air becomes reality, tangible dream, golden, silvery. The doubt? A miscalculation. Because your faith can move mountains and your doubt can create them.
LOVE,
WOLF 25
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