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The work of the eyes is done. Go now and do the heart-work on the images imprisoned within you.
Rainer Maria Rilke, from “Wendung” (Turning-Point)
(as translated by Stephen Mitchell)
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Do you know what I need? To escape into the mountains, surrounded by tall trees, I will lay on the moss, and breath in the scent of mushrooms, flowers and wet soil.
L’ Échappée, Les Discrets (via mosspudding)
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Finding you was like coming home.
6-Word Story #81 (via writingsforwinter)
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