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Vincent van Gogh Irises (1889)
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‘Queen Charlotte’
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Magic is not about having a puzzle to solve. It`s about creating a moment of awe and astonishment. And that can be a beautiful thing.
David Blaine
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I miss you like a fair maid misses the winter sun.
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Mistletoe by Walter de la Mare poem excerpt
Tired I was; my head would go Nodding under the mistletoe (Pale-green, fairy mistletoe), No footsteps came, no voice, but only, Just as I sat there, sleepy, lonely, Stooped in the still and shadowy air Lips unseen—and kissed me there.
Reményik Sándor
Fagyöngyök Ha könny a gyöngy: A fagyöngyök az erdő könnyei, Parányi könnyek, mozdulatlanok, Fák sudarára fagyott sóhajok, Az erdő gyöngybefagyott bánata, Élősködők, mint minden bánat, Amely az élet üterére támad És lassan, észrevétlen Felszürcsöli vérét a büszke fáknak.
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With it I see 👁, with it 👁, with it I hear 👂, with it 👂, with it I smell 👃, with it I taste everything, with it I can say everything 👄. This is what I will do 🤲, this is what I will walk 👣, this is the only way I will be happy 💗...
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LES FEUILLES MORTES
...Et nous vivions tous deux ensemble toi qui m'aimais moi qui t'aimais. Mais la vie sépare ceux qui s'aiment tout doucement sans faire de bruit. Et la mer efface sur le sable les pas des amants désunis. Jacques Prévert (1900-1977)
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