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Tomas Tranströmer

Throughout those dismal months my life was only sparkedalight when I made love to you. As the firefly ignites and fades, ignites and fades, we followthe flashes of its flight in the dark among the olive trees. Throughout those dismal months, my soul sat slumped andlifeless but my body walked to yours. The night sky… Continue reading Tomas Tranströmer

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