She breathed love like air. She was Paris turned human.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNI live in the imaginary wild and its soft as summer.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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I dreamed in skies of blue before september stole all the light.
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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From her glass of red wine she takes a sip of the evening sun.
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Every drop of her gin held a lost world of night sky dances.
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It takes effort to make it to forever.
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I see the world in shades of you.
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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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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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I search for summer in every corner of september.
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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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Lets breath magic into each other.
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Today, she decided to sparkle. And so she did.
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All my summer memories sparkle in riverbed reflections.
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Summer left me like an almost lover.
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He was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
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