"I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close."
-Pablo Neruda 100 Love Sonnets
"Corvus" 2020 Copyright Julie Nygaard Digital Photography Manipulation - Canon "The raven spread out his glossy wings and departed like hope" - Celcilia Dart - Thornton, The Battle of Evernight
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