In a world of lost souls how could I ever find a home?
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNIt’s not songs that remind me of lost lovers. It’s poems.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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Don’t fall for someone who doesn’t have a spark of wild in their eyes.
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Every drop of her gin held a lost world of night sky dances.
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A lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.
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Let’s go back when we still saw stories in the stars.
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Spring is poetry poured into nature.
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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Open your heart to life before summer is over.
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This wild heart beats restlessness.
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He was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
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It’s not songs that remind me of lost lovers. It’s poems.
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One thing that makes me prefer people over books is shared laughter.
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There’s too much hurt in loving but too little life in not.
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I see the world in shades of you.
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Autumn sheds the leaves like tear drops.
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We are mind wanderers enchanted by the world inside our heads.
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