A lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNHe was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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From her glass of red wine she takes a sip of the evening sun.
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It takes effort to make it to forever.
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All my summer memories sparkle in riverbed reflections.
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Every drop of her gin held a lost world of night sky dances.
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Today, she decided to sparkle. And so she did.
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With each daydream she weaved her pastel heart into the sky.
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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Let’s go back when we still saw stories in the stars.
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She loves her lonely moments the silence away from the crowds, when its just her daydreaming.
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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 scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.
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I’m november numb and I think the world is, too.
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Spring is poetry poured into nature.
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In a world of lost souls how could I ever find a home?
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One thing that makes me prefer people over books is shared laughter.
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