nimaiwe
nimaiwe
Tytonidae
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nimaiwe · 3 days ago
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nimaiwe · 7 months ago
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“He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun, even without looking.”
— Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina
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nimaiwe · 7 months ago
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nimaiwe · 1 year ago
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nimaiwe · 1 year ago
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nimaiwe · 1 year ago
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tf you mean "cregan was supposed to appear in the season finale and his scene was cut" give me my husband now
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nimaiwe · 1 year ago
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Levi Ackerman boyfriend moodboard -prt 1
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nimaiwe · 3 years ago
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The Brothers of House Black
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nimaiwe · 3 years ago
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Reflecting endless light
Relentlessly
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nimaiwe · 3 years ago
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nimaiwe · 3 years ago
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“i stand amid the shore,
and i hold within my hand
grains of the golden sand—
how few! yet how they creep
through my fingers to the deep,
while i weep—while i weep!
o god! can i not grasp
them with a tighter clasp?
o god! can i not save
one from the pitiless wave?
is all that we see or seen
but a dream within a dream?”
a dream within a dream (1827) // edgar allan poe
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