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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 thatkindofwoman)

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Rivers and Roads - The Head and the Heart
Nothing is as it has been
And I miss your face like hell

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I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun.
Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice  (via thatkindofwoman)

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