Brightening spirit within the dancing coloured lights when the words will not reveal their mystery in their memories of twinkling feelings
Wednesday, September 17, 2014
Scotland
Scotland, you are the land of my birth, and I know that I love another country with more love, but please, please, take this opportunity to grasp freedom, and open your hearts to great posibilities, and your minds, to great wonders of happenings in the days ahead, trust the imagination, and trust the love of you country, and trust Scotland.
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