Notes
“Shall the water not remember, my hand’s slow gesture, tracing above its mirror my, half-imaginary portrait? My only belonging is my beauty, which I take away and then return as love.”
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“Shall the water not remember, my hand’s slow gesture, tracing above its mirror my, half-imaginary portrait? My only belonging is my beauty, which I take away and then return as love.”
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