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“Before words can run out, something in the heart must die.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik, from Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962 - 1972; Of Things Unseen.

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“Nostalgia? No, something else, sometimes an inexplicable sadness.”

— Ingeborg Bachmann, from “Word for Word,” Three Paths to the Lake (Holmes & Meier, 1997)

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“There was nothing to say; there was too much to say.”

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James Baldwin, from Another Country (Dial Press, 1962)

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“…how the empty hole in my heart grew–and infected the whole heart.”

— Forough Farrokhzad, from Sin: The Selected Poems of. F. F.; “When Was The Rise?,”

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“I sit at home, not sad, not happy, not myself, or anyone else.”

— Mahmoud Darwish, from I Sit at Home; Almond Blossoms and Beyond (tr. by Mohammad Shaheen)

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برحمتك وعطفك وعظمتك. نستغيثك يارب العباد. أنت أعلم ما بصدورنا

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I miss

Your smile

Your laugh

The way you make me feel lighter

I miss your time and attention

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real ones never left tumblr.

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Ακρόπολη, Αθήνα.

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