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AmyGPointer

  • Iphigenia

    They dressed you inthose golden robes,wound flowersin your hair.You didn't want tomarry him,who said that life was fair? Your wedding bed,the alter, barestone, rough cut,there you wait.He isn't coming

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The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.
— Marcel Proust