Simple Indulgence

My blood is alive with many voices
telling me I am made of longing.

—The Book Of Hours, Rainer Maria Rilke

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…I live with regrets - the bittersweet loss of innocence - the red track of the moon upon the lake - the inability to return and do it again…

A Familiar Rain, John Geddes

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