"Once the realization is accepted that even between the closest human beings infinite distances continue, a wonderful living side by side can grow, if ...
Love consists in this that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.
~ Rainer Maria Rilke ~
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Love consists in this that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.
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