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' call me a sinnermock me maliciously;I was your sleeplessness,I was your grief. ‘
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Day and night at the Parthenon. Yoshida Hiroshi, 1925.
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ALL TOO WELL (10 MINUTES VERSION) - SNL 2021
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Anna Kamienska, from “Industrious Amazement: A Notebook,” translated by Clare Cavanagh in Poetry (March 1st, 2011)
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“It’s quite an undertaking to start loving somebody. You have to have energy, generosity, blindness. There is even a moment right at the start where you have to jump across an abyss: if you think about it you don’t do it.”
— Jean-Paul Sartre
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Moonlight in the Adirondacks
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“SOMETHING FOR THEM This is to remind you that you are a lover. That you melt at a glance at a touch. That you are a baby. You are soft and fragile and you need someone to tell you that everything is going to be okay. That you are an idiot and you are going to fuck up 1 million more times the rest of your life. But this is to remind you that you are a statue, gilded in marble, and there is white lightning in your eyes. Change shape. Give in.”
— Halsey, I Would Leave Me If I Could: A Collection of Poetry
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