In her empty wine of glass, there’s a world of lost dreams.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNHer afternoon tea is a fountain of daydreams.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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Every drop of her gin held a lost world of night sky dances.
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Night time thoughts lead nowhere but into melancholy.
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There’s too much hurt in loving but too little life in not.
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I fell in love with the way you wanted more.
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Don’t fall for someone who doesn’t have a spark of wild in their eyes.
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We fell in love because we were both summer souls.
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With each daydream she weaved her pastel heart into the sky.
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I feel blurry as a reflection in water.
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It’s January, it’s cold and I search the sky for summer like I always do.
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We were half a summer love but a forever kind of memory.
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One thing that makes me prefer people over books is shared laughter.
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August died but summer lived on with your kiss.
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Spring is poetry poured into nature.
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Sometimes getting lost is just the right direction.
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