though love be a day and life be nothing, it shall not stop kissing. – e.e. cummings
Here is the deepest secret nobody knows. Here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud. And the sky of the sky of a tree called life; Which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide. And this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart. I carry your heart. I carry it in my heart. – e.e. cummings
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