It is not so much that I miss youas the rememberingwhich I suppose is a form of missingexcept more positive,like the time of the blackoutwhen fear was my first responsefollowed by love of the dark.
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Solnit
The rhythm of walking generates a kind of rhythm of thinking, and the passage through a landscape echoes or stimulates the passage thr...
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The rhythm of walking generates a kind of rhythm of thinking, and the passage through a landscape echoes or stimulates the passage thr... -
Ivy Moon At the end were only words. The words survived our flesh. The you said, let it be dark, and it was dark, and ... -
The Pomegranate The only legend I have ever loved is the story of a daughter lost in hell. And found and rescued there. Love and ...
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