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[theyliveandtheydream]

[oldwinesoul]

// Benjamin Alire Sáenz, “To the Desert”

[tito-sawi]

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[undinesea]

I anguish amorously upon your heart whose mortal rhythm I hear, weeping — the pure, limitless rush of silence.

Anna de Noailles, "Silence," from Persephone Unbound: Dionysian Aesthetics in the Works of Anna de Noailles

[janasojka]

Fragments.

[musenemesis]

Éric Rose

[quietlotus]

“And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.”

— Khalil Gibran

[mirrorsinner]

[mournfulroses]

Charles Baudelaire, from a poem featured in "Baudelaire, Verlaine, Rimbaud: Selected Verse and Prose Poems,"

[ourheatisgospel]

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[solitaria]

by Lê Khải Hoàn

[silent-insanities]

I'm terrified that this moment will slip through my fingers.

[6-4s]

by AnnaP

[derangedrhythms]

It is the haunted who haunt.

Elizabeth Bowen, Chill Tidings: Dark Tales of the Christmas Season; from ‘Green Holly’, ed. Tanya Kirk

[pantherandpine]

Trans-Europ-Express (1966) dir. Alain Robbe-Grillet