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I thought: It’s longing that moves the sea.
Anne Michaels, from “Vertical Time,” Fugitive Pieces (McClelland & Stewart, 1996)
Understand, I’ll slip quietly away from the noisy crowd when I see the pale stars rising, blooming, over the oaks. I’ll pursue solitary pathways through the pale twilit meadows, with only this one dream: You come too.
Ranier Maria Rilke (via deather-child)
يسعد صباحكم
يسعد صباحكم
يسعد صباحكم وجمعة طيبة
