"No limit, no definition, may restrict the range or depth of the human spirit's passage into its own secrets or the world's." - Goethe
Friday, January 27, 2012
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I feel all this pain, and softness & sadness, and al the End of the Day, the End of the Night, it's only about getting to crawl into bed with him, and have him hold me.
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