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barakah93 · 1 year
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barakah93 · 7 years
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We might kiss when we are alone 
When nobody's watching 
We might take it home
 We might make out when nobody's there
 It's not that we're scared
 It's just that it's delicate 
 So why do you fill my sorrow 
With the words you've borrowed 
From the only place you've known 
And why do you sing Hallelujah 
If it means nothing to you 
Why do you sing with me at all?
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barakah93 · 7 years
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"It's so mysterious, the land of tears." -Antoine de Saint-Exupéry , The Little Prince
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barakah93 · 7 years
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“Unconnected to the life of love, uncolored by love, the world resumes its own, its natural and callous importance. This is first a blow, then an odd consolation. And already I felt my old self - my old, devious, ironic, isolated self - beginning to breathe again and stretch and settle, though all around it my body clung cracked and bewildered, in the stupid pain of loss.” ― Alice Munro, Lives of Girls and Women
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barakah93 · 7 years
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But overcome space, and all we have left is Here. Overcome time, and all we have left is Now. And in the middle of Here and Now, don’t you think that we might see each other once or twice?
- Richard Bach, Johnathon Livingston Seagull 
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barakah93 · 7 years
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“Your whole body, from wingtip to wingtip," Jonathan would say, other times, "is nothing more than your thought itself, in a form you can see. Break the chains of your thought, and you break the chains of your body, too.” ― Richard Bach, Jonathan Livingston Seagull
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