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we'll invent new ways of being together
“Arriving at each new city, the traveler finds again a past of his that he did not know he had: the foreignness of what you no longer are or no longer possess lies in wait for you in foreign, unpossessed places.”
― Italo Calvino, Invisible Cities
on a summer's day waves collect and fall. fear no more.
but it makes life worth living
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