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"   One heart is not connected to another through harmony alone. They are, instead, linked deeply through their wounds. Pain linked to pain, fragility to fragility. There is no silence without a cry of grief, no forgiveness without bloodshed, no acceptance without a passage through acute loss. That is what lies at the root of true harmony.   "
Haruki Murakami, Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage (via larmoyante)
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"  

bees, my
skin smells
of sun, the
insides of
roses. I want

to eat that
light. Every
thing that
grows does.

  "
Lyn Lifshin, Honeysuckle (via jupiterseltzer)
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