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remember to be kind to yourself. it is easy to forget. i know nothing of love that is not an extension of the sun. i know nothing but fascination. unknownness for the fabricating. our song will never end. it will only be taken up by other instruments. all that is lost returns in altered form. the place you are looking for is on the move looking for you. what chance to have laughed and danced and to go on.
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Sep 20, 2017
Sep 20, 2017 at 6:39 PM UTC
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remember to be kind to yourself. it is easy to forget. i know nothing of love that is not an extension of the sun. i know nothing but fascination. unknownness for the fabricating. our song will never end. it will only be taken up by other instruments. all that is lost returns in altered form. the place you are looking for is on the move looking for you. what chance to have laughed and danced and to go on.
thymos
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Sep 20, 2017
Sep 20, 2017 at 6:39 PM UTC
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