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Under Byen - Plantage (by Amanita Design)

Spring days smell of blurred memories–

Pentti Saarikoski, tr. by Herbert Lomas, from Contemporary Finnish Poetry: “A Fortunate Time,” (via 89words)

She is destroying herself somehow, she is without protection, alone and fragile. The expression on her face which overrules all the others is one of pleading. Pleading, FEEL. FEEL. All her acting demands feel, feel. What she acts she is. Because she is vulnerable she is constantly hurt.

Anaïs Nin (via 89words)