In a world of lost souls how could I ever find a home?
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNLet’s go back when we still saw stories in the stars.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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One thing that makes me prefer people over books is shared laughter.
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If I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?
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Lets breath magic into each other.
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I’m november numb and I think the world is, too.
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The scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.
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August died but summer lived on with your kiss.
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Kiss the words from my lips like a love poem.
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I can’t wait for the day to be wild again.
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A lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.
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Her afternoon tea is a fountain of daydreams.
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I live in the imaginary wild and its soft as summer.
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We were half a summer love but a forever kind of memory.
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Every drop of her gin held a lost world of night sky dances.
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He was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
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The way she danced through life was poetry.
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