Kiss the words from my lips like a love poem.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNWe all need more solitude sundays.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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I live in the imaginary wild and its soft as summer.
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She loves her lonely moments the silence away from the crowds, when its just her daydreaming.
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August died but summer lived on with your kiss.
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Summer left me like an almost lover.
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I search for summer in every corner of september.
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Her afternoon tea is a fountain of daydreams.
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Nights were made for broken hearts.
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He was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
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I should have seen the goodbye in your eyes from the start.
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Every drop of her gin held a lost world of night sky dances.
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We are mind wanderers enchanted by the world inside our heads.
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Today, she decided to sparkle. And so she did.
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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I’m november numb and I think the world is, too.
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Lets breath magic into each other.
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