All my summer memories sparkle in riverbed reflections.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNIt’s January, it’s cold and I search the sky for summer like I always do.
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In her empty wine of glass, there’s a world of lost dreams.
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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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Kiss the words from my lips like a love poem.
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My only home are the daydreams I dream.
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Spring is poetry poured into nature.
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Sometimes getting lost is just the right direction.
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From her glass of red wine she takes a sip of the evening sun.
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Today, she decided to sparkle. And so she did.
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One thing that makes me prefer people over books is shared laughter.
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Summer was soaked with you.
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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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We are mind wanderers enchanted by the world inside our heads.
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Don’t fall for someone who doesn’t have a spark of wild in their eyes.
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