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Friday, 22 August 2014

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The night loves you better than anyone else. She drapes darkness all over your body, comforting you, hiding you; leaving you faceless, nameless like everything else. History has no place here. Home is the star-strewn sky above your head.

  1. I consider the night best friend of poets. She is as thin sheet covering the body to protect that dreams do not escape.

    This diary is beautiful.

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