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[olstocky]

[thealfaguy]

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[engulfes]

something deeply intimate about being outside early in the morning all alone and seeing the world as she is

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[saywasp]

via @theyouthquote

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[mournfulroses]

Joseph Brodsky, translated by Howard Moss, from a poem titled "I Sit By The Window,"

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[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Trista Mateer ,“I Still Forget We’re Not Even Friends”