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[dulcemayo]

i was just reading on the 5th floor of the library, and the view when i looked to the left was the greyest landscape i've ever seen and then reading the first Rilke letter (in the book from my mom) about how a writer must look deep within himself and ask whether writing is necessary, whether he MUST write: and my first thought (but for the creating

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[thatsmystory]

oh i was thinking about the large hill we see from campus and how on normal gray day i would like to climb it and it would be fun with you so we could take photos of the green grass and the gray sky and maybe a white swan. i like the different colors. miss you