We are mind wanderers enchanted by the world inside our heads.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNWe were half a summer love but a forever kind of memory.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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If I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?
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I live in the imaginary wild and its soft as summer.
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My only home are the daydreams I dream.
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It’s not songs that remind me of lost lovers. It’s poems.
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I lost and found myself in all your maybe’s.
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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Give me love like summer rain.
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I dreamed in skies of blue before september stole all the light.
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In her empty wine of glass, there’s a world of lost dreams.
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Today, she decided to sparkle. And so she did.
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Kiss the words from my lips like a love poem.
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She breathed love like air. She was Paris turned human.
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Lets breath magic into each other.
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Every drop of her gin held a lost world of night sky dances.
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He was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
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