If I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNEvery drop of her gin held a lost world of night sky dances.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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All my summer memories sparkle in riverbed reflections.
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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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We fell in love because we were both summer souls.
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Her afternoon tea is a fountain of daydreams.
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One thing that makes me prefer people over books is shared laughter.
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I search for summer in every corner of september.
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We were half a summer love but a forever kind of memory.
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My only home are the daydreams I dream.
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Summer was soaked with you.
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From her glass of red wine she takes a sip of the evening sun.
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I dreamed in skies of blue before september stole all the light.
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It takes effort to make it to forever.
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The scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.
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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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In her empty wine of glass, there’s a world of lost dreams.
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