The way she danced through life was poetry.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNWe all need more solitude sundays.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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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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If I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?
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All my summer memories sparkle in riverbed reflections.
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I’m november numb and I think the world is, too.
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Don’t fall for someone who doesn’t have a spark of wild in their eyes.
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Let’s go back when we still saw stories in the stars.
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Her afternoon tea is a fountain of daydreams.
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With each daydream she weaved her pastel heart into the sky.
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It’s not songs that remind me of lost lovers. It’s poems.
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I lost and found myself in all your maybe’s.
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One thing that makes me prefer people over books is shared laughter.
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We always live for the summer until we don’t live it at all.
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I feel blurry as a reflection in water.
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Silent lips speak the deepest truths.
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August died but summer lived on with your kiss.
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