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“And how will your night dances lose themselves….”
From Sylvia Plath’s The Night Dances
“I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of the summer.
My bank of wild grass is majestic and full of music.
It is a fire that solitude presses against my lips. ”
~Violette Leduc, Mad in Pursuit
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