My only home are the daydreams I dream.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNSummer left me like an almost lover.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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He was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
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The scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.
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Every drop of her gin held a lost world of night sky dances.
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Don’t fall for someone who doesn’t have a spark of wild in their eyes.
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I lost and found myself in all your maybe’s.
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We all need more solitude sundays.
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Sometimes getting lost is just the right direction.
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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Spring is poetry poured into nature.
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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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Night time thoughts lead nowhere but into melancholy.
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She breathed love like air. She was Paris turned human.
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The way she danced through life was poetry.
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In her empty wine of glass, there’s a world of lost dreams.
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