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Love Begins
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YOU ARE THE REASON
Jules of Nature

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RMH
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Three Goblin Art
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Artem Tolstukhin (b.1981) Ukrainian French Autumn
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@dorihwa_
In the Evening, William Reichard
The night air is filled with the scent of apples, and the moon is nearly full.
In the next room, Jim is reading; a small cat sleeps in the crook of his arm.
The night singers are loud, proclaiming themselves every evening until they run
out of nights and die in the cold, or burrow down into the mud to dream away the winter.
My office is awash in books and photographs, and the sepia/pink sunset stains all its light touches.
I’ve never been a good traveler, but there are days, like this one, when I’d pay anything to be in
another country, or standing on the cold, grey moon, staring back at the disaster we call our world.
We crave change, but turn away from it. We drown in contradictions.
Tonight, I’ll sleep blanketed in moonlight. In my dreams, I’ll have
nothing to say about anything important. I’ll simply live my life, and let the night singers live theirs,
until all of us are gone. I won’t say a word, and let silence speak in my stead.
November captures - books and coffee is fuelling this summer.
@rennienini
judg1203
LÉON - Falling Apart (Audio)
January 3 2020…A dreamy distant photo of Mt. Cook
Travelling for so long is funny. The ELO lyric “watching all the days go by, who are you and who am i?” keeps floating through my head.
A little window just for take-away coffee, hidden down a side-street ✨
moo
@loulou.seoul