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Night time thoughts lead nowhere but into melancholy.

Marie-Kristin Hofmann

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I can’t wait for the day to be wild again.
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Let’s go back when we still saw stories in the stars.
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I can’t wait for half a love because I’ve always needed more.
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Night time thoughts lead nowhere but into melancholy.
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This wild heart beats restlessness.
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One thing that makes me prefer people over books is shared laughter.
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I live in the imaginary wild and its soft as summer.
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If I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?
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I’m november numb and I think the world is, too.
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Sometimes getting lost is just the right direction.
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She loves her lonely moments the silence away from the crowds, when its just her daydreaming.
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We all need more solitude sundays.
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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 a world of lost souls how could I ever find a home?
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A lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.
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Her afternoon tea is a fountain of daydreams.
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She breathed love like air. She was Paris turned human.
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My only home are the daydreams I dream.
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Today, she decided to sparkle. And so she did.
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We fell in love because we were both summer souls.
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It takes effort to make it to forever.
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We were half a summer love but a forever kind of memory.
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Kiss the words from my lips like a love poem.
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He was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
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I lost and found myself in all your maybe’s.
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Open your heart to life before summer is over.
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The scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.
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