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I walk the halls and marvel at the traces the ghosts left behind; their faint laughter and passionate love affairs in the dark their dancing and music their finery and cries their pain as end of an era comes closer each passing day I wonder how it must be, a ghost in the world, stuck within your time — ghosts of versailles, stuck in your time of parties and fun // a.
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Jan 3, 2020
Jan 3, 2020 at 10:28 PM UTC
ghosts of versailles
I walk the halls and marvel at the traces the ghosts left behind; their faint laughter and passionate love affairs in the dark their dancing and music their finery and cries their pain as end of an era comes closer each passing day I wonder how it must be, a ghost in the world, stuck within your time — ghosts of versailles, stuck in your time of parties and fun // a.
4 janvier 2020 04:29 am this is based upon a trip to Versailles, and how it’s not so empty and beautiful and it just made me think of what is it like for the ghosts that still haunt it— the memories and emotions about it.
#paris#ghosts#versailles#end#lonely#stuck
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Jan 3, 2020
Jan 3, 2020 at 10:28 PM UTC
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