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Great Expectations
Spitfire thin, and strung like a violin I was, yours was the face with a grace from a different age You were the Sun in my Sunday morning You were the Sun in my Sunday morning Telling me never to go so I’ll live on the smile And move down the aisle of the last bus home And if you’re running late this is where I’ll go Know I’ll always wait 
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November 2011
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My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2011-11-13) →
소녀시대 (17) Iron & Wine (11) Lydia (8) Islands (3) Jamiroquai (3) Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
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My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2011-11-6) →
Coldplay (127) Sigur Rós (2) Sarah Jarosz (2) Broken Social Scene (2) Lykke Li (1) Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
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“I speak of love that comes to mind: The moon is faithful, although blind; She...”
– Allen Ginsberg (via illuminatedbeing)
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October 2011
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An end state
There is a start state, an end state to everything in life. What are your expectations when you start something? How do you want to end something? Always seek to answer these questions and they will guide you and enlighten you along your path to greater wisdom and to greater trust in life. As I’m nearing the end (four more months of pain) of yet another part of my life, I am glad that I...
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Pablo Neruda's
I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. Write, for instance: “The night is full of stars, and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance.” The night wind whirls in the sky and sings. I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. On nights like this, I held her in my arms. I kissed her so many times under the infinite sky. She loved me, sometimes I...
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“I have too much respect for the idea of God to make it responsible for such an...”
– Georges Duhamel (via portofondraise)
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