#life everlasting

When we say “Time” we mean ourselves. Most abstractions are simply our pseudonyms. It is superfluous to say, “Time is

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[She] saw her life like a great tree in leaf with the things suffered, things enjoyed, things done and undone. Dawn and doom

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The eroticism inherent in living things is scattered through the air, in the sea, in the plants, in us, scattered in

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& so what—if my feathers are burning. I never asked for flight. Only to feel this fully, this entire, the way snow

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I want her to imagine our scandalous days in Odessa when we will open a small sweets shop—except for her lovers and

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