She breathed love like air. She was Paris turned human.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNAugust died but summer lived on with your kiss.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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This wild heart beats restlessness.
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Summer was soaked with you.
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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In her empty wine of glass, there’s a world of lost dreams.
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The scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.
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One thing that makes me prefer people over books is shared laughter.
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I see the world in shades of you.
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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He was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
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My only home are the daydreams I dream.
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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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We were half a summer love but a forever kind of memory.
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Summer left me like an almost lover.
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The way she danced through life was poetry.
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If I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?
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