August died but summer lived on with your kiss.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNI lost and found myself in all your maybe’s.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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With each daydream she weaved her pastel heart into the sky.
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Sometimes getting lost is just the right direction.
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Kiss the words from my lips like a love poem.
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All my summer memories sparkle in riverbed reflections.
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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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I can’t wait for half a love because I’ve always needed more.
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Silent lips speak the deepest truths.
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In her empty wine of glass, there’s a world of lost dreams.
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I’m november numb and I think the world is, too.
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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Autumn sheds the leaves like tear drops.
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Her afternoon tea is a fountain of daydreams.
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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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