a home

20.7.18

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I’m sorry if you couldn’t find me
I have been in the woods. I put myself there because
I couldn’t be good. I have been running with foxes
And hunting with crows
and I have found myself a home
where nobody goes.


Useless Magic: Lyrics & Poetry, Florence Welch

reminder

12.7.18

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Most of us find our own voices only after we’ve sounded like a lot of other people.

Neil Gaiman