Spring is poetry poured into nature.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNLets breath magic into each other.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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We always live for the summer until we don’t live it at all.
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If I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?
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I see the world in shades of you.
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Open your heart to life before summer is over.
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Give me love like summer rain.
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Summer left me like an almost lover.
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I lost and found myself in all your maybe’s.
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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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My only home are the daydreams I dream.
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Don’t fall for someone who doesn’t have a spark of wild in their eyes.
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In her empty wine of glass, there’s a world of lost dreams.
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There’s too much hurt in loving but too little life in not.
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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I live in the imaginary wild and its soft as summer.
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The scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.
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