I wonder:
Behind those mountains,
Is sky deep enough
To spread my wings
And have the last laugh?
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- diotima
- One can get closer and closer to that Limit, but never reach it; the Universal Constant of Gravitation is not constant at all. Beauty is in the experience: to live on anxiety.
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Utter despair, impossible to pull yourself together; only when you have become satisfied with your suffering can you stop.
a.a.
Utter despair, impossible to pull yourself together; only when you have become satisfied with your suffering can you stop.
a.a.
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