Sunday, 22 May 2016

how dreamlike things are

let her tell stories and dance in the rain, somersault, tumble and run, her joys must be high as her sorrows are deep, let her grow like a weed in the sun

everything comes to you at the right moment. be patient. 

i never thought to find you in my madness - anais nin

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