Spring is poetry poured into nature.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNThis wild heart beats restlessness.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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I lost and found myself in all your maybe’s.
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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This wild heart beats restlessness.
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If I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?
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It’s not songs that remind me of lost lovers. It’s poems.
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We fell in love because we were both summer souls.
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August died but summer lived on with your kiss.
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We were half a summer love but a forever kind of memory.
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She breathed love like air. She was Paris turned human.
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A lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.
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My only home are the daydreams I dream.
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Autumn sheds the leaves like tear drops.
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I’m november numb and I think the world is, too.
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I live in the imaginary wild and its soft as summer.
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We are mind wanderers enchanted by the world inside our heads.
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