So I let her go, for it was unfair of me to keep her. It was the hardest thing I’d ever done but I knew it was right. She was a bird I had caged that had forgotten how to fly but dreamed of clouds when she closed her eyes.

~Atticus

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About little wren

I am an introvert and dreamer; a wanderer and seeker.
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