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1 " I'm not sure how you do thisto me. I barely remember you whole, just the hair or beard,the legs, arms, all separate, never as one man who searched desperately in the dark for music without wordsto make love to. "
― Ruth Ellen Kocher , When the Moon Knows You're Wandering
2 " The truth is, in winter, the earth rejects us. "