A tree, made out of a tree, held up by a tree.
Blessed is the season which engages the whole world in a conspiracy of love.
-Hamilton Wright Mabie-
Some times people try to knock it out of me, but I believe in music the way some people believe in fairy tales. Maybe the notes I hear, are the same ones they heard, the night they met. Maybe that's how they found each other. Maybe that's how they will find me. I believe that once upon a time, long ago. They heard the music and followed it. " -August Rush
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