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Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Vita Sackville-West dated 20 March 1928
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“The moon shone down on everything with that simplicity and serenity which no other light possesses.”
— Franz Kafka, The Trial
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Oh, you can fit me Inside that necklace you got when you were sixteen Next to your heartbeat, where I should be Keep it deep within your soul
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