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I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

Pablo Neruda

Do tears not yet spilled wait in small lakes?
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Lake Tears Wait
Joyful, joyful, joyful, as only dogs know how to be happy with only the autonomy of their shameless spirit.
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Dog Happiness Joy Shame Spirit
All paths lead to the same goal: to convey to others what we are.
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Convey Couple Goals Lead Path
Love is a clash of lightnings
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Clash Light Love One Liner
In this part of the story I am the one who dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you, because I love you, Love, in fire and in blood.
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Blood Die Fire I Love You Love Story
He who does not travel, who does not read, who does not listen to music, who does not find grace in himself, she who does not find grace in herself, dies slowly.
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Book Die Finding Grace Himself Listen Music Rading Travel
Your wide eyes are the only light I know from extinguished constellations.
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Constellation Couple Eyes Light Wide
There were thirst and hunger, and you were the fruit. There were grief and the ruins, and you were the miracle.
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Fruit Grief Hunger Miracle Ruin Thirst
The tomato offers its gift of fiery color and cool completeness.
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Colour Complete Food Gift Offer Tomato
In the distance someone is singing.
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Distance Sing
You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming.
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Come Cut Flower Healing Inspirational Spring
A book, a book full of human touches, of shirts, a book without loneliness, with men and tools, a book is victory.
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Book Human Loneliness Tool Touch Victory
Love is a war of lightning, and two bodies ruined by a single sweetness.
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Body Light Love Ruin Sweet War
While I’m writing, I’m far away; and when I come back, I’ve gone.
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Away Come Back Far Writing
Someday, somewhere – anywhere, unfailingly, you’ll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life.
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Finding Happiness Inspirational Life Yourself
We are dust and to dust return. In the end we’re neither air, nor fire, nor water, just dirt, neither more nor less, just dirt, and maybe some yellow flowers.
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Air Couple Dirt Dust Fire Flower Return Water

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