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I once saw a sunset so vivid and warm that I swore it was perfect
I once had a lover, I’m not sure if I’ll recover, but I know it was worth it
Then, last night in the car, the falling raindrops looked like stars of some incalculable speed
Then later, my friends said “Good to see you again, this is a home to me”

Nana Grizol, “Cynicism”