“It's a parallel world.
It's a gothic forest.
It's a bluish valley.
It's a deep gorge.
It's a déjà vu.
It's a sleeping town.
It's an old neighborhood.
It's a familiar house.
You go up the stairs of your future.
You discover the source of your past.
Your present is hidden behind a secret door.
Your space is reflected in the windows.
You find a chess game in the attic.
The formula of your happiness is decrypted.
A voice whispers your name:
you recreate your identity.”
― Love's Thrilling Dimensions
It's a gothic forest.
It's a bluish valley.
It's a deep gorge.
It's a déjà vu.
It's a sleeping town.
It's an old neighborhood.
It's a familiar house.
You go up the stairs of your future.
You discover the source of your past.
Your present is hidden behind a secret door.
Your space is reflected in the windows.
You find a chess game in the attic.
The formula of your happiness is decrypted.
A voice whispers your name:
you recreate your identity.”
― Love's Thrilling Dimensions
“I would venture to guess that Anon, who wrote so many poems without signing them, was often a woman.”
― A Room of One’s Own
― A Room of One’s Own
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