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Wish Upon a Star
A voice calls softly
It calls from within
To trust my steps
And to keep on dreaming
Around night falls and all turns to grey
But I hold a light deep in my heart
I knew you were waiting right from the start
July 7, at the Star Festival.
lyrics by Spirited away /Hayley Westenra (ENG Ver)
this is so intense
I miss the chill mermaids.
a single look, and then i knew
I’ll end tonight with a positive note:
Picture Feuilly, alive, a few years after whatever went down, happy snd safe and warm in his own house, reading a book that he owns – from his healthy-looking bookcase. He’s probably going to lend the book to one of his friends later, most likely Enjolras or Bahorel. There’s a dog snuggling next to him. It’s Saturday morning and Feuilly’s not working. He’s financially stable and not tired anymore.