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Summers and solitude, winters and wistfulness. God, Arctic snow and strawberries.
Sunday, December 30, 2018
deep thought over garlic
Every time I fry garlic, or take the first sip of coffee, or blow out the candles after a party, I feel a little more loved.
(for god likes girls and tomorrow and the earth) - e.e. cummings
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