Pastel tones of the sky at sunrise. Somehow looking through bare branches makes the sky more beautiful than it is otherwise.
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Use the wings of the flying Universe, dream with open eyes; see in darkness.
—Dejan Stojanovic
I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, “This is what it is to be happy.”
—Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
The sunlight claps the earth, and the moonbeams kiss the sea: what are all these kissings worth, if thou kiss not me?
—Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Where you been darling, darling
We have been holding this moment for you
I told you your dreams would come true
Psychic City ( Voodoo City)
South Austin 04
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