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imaginary-cadillac · 2 years ago
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Magical night on the Stiperstones as the Sturgeon Super-moon illuminated the rock formations and heather.
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George Seferis, tr. by Edmund Keeley & Philip Sherrard from, “Memory I.”
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imaginary-cadillac · 5 years ago
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why am I so goddamn cold
why am I so goddamn cold
why am I so goddamn cold
who turned me this fucking cold
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imaginary-cadillac · 5 years ago
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“But when the self speaks to the self, who is speaking?—the entombed soul,”
— Virginia Woolf, from An Unwritten Novel
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