He was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNLet’s go back when we still saw stories in the stars.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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We are mind wanderers enchanted by the world inside our heads.
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My only home are the daydreams I dream.
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Autumn sheds the leaves like tear drops.
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I dreamed in skies of blue before september stole all the light.
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Nights were made for broken hearts.
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A lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.
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I’m november numb and I think the world is, too.
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One thing that makes me prefer people over books is shared laughter.
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Night time thoughts lead nowhere but into melancholy.
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All my summer memories sparkle in riverbed reflections.
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I lost and found myself in all your maybe’s.
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I can’t wait for the day to be wild again.
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From her glass of red wine she takes a sip of the evening sun.
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The way she danced through life was poetry.
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Let’s go back when we still saw stories in the stars.
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