"People always make war when they say they love peace.

For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.
~ D. H. Lawrence ~












For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.
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