Before Sunset and Sunrise

(The garden opposite PASCA on a Monday afternoon)

We'll lay in the garden
Where were bury our souls into the ground
Today we'll lay in the garden
We will lift, lift our souls from out of the grave."

- Linda perry (vocalist of 4nonblondes)

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(Monday night in my room in Pont Aven)

Pertaining to my question on melancholia by an insatiatable proliferation of love towards an impalpable space of comfort,

I was once told that distance is only a ploy,

a poetic device, a means to make an end, magnificent.

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