11/11/11 was 11 years, 11 months and 11 days ago
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I was trying to take pictures of the moon when I realized that there’s a little fox on the hill.
THE TIME WILL PASS ANYWAY !! THE GRIEF IS NEVER ENDING BUT SO IS THE LOVE !! TO BE LOVED IS TO BE CHANGED !! ITS GOING TO BE OKAY BUT ITS GOING TO BE DIFFERENT !! KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER !! YOU ONLY HAVE TO LET THE SOFT ANIMAL OF YOUR BODY LOVE WHAT IT LOVES
“There was one summer that returned many times over there was one flower unfurling taking many forms Crimson of the monarda, pale gold of the late roses There was one love There was one love, there were many nights Smell of the mock orange tree Corridors of jasmine and lilies Still the wind blew There were many winters but I closed my eyes The cold air white with dissolved wings There was one garden when the snow melted Azure and white; I couldn’t tell my solitude from love— There was one love; he had many voices There was one dawn; sometimes we watched it together I was here I was here There was one summer returning over and over there was one dawn I grew old watching.”
— Louise Glück, from Poems 1962-2012
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