Marie Nouvelle Studio
Art, simplicity, paintings and drawings
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
'And the night smells like snow.
Walking home for a moment
you almost believe you could start again.
And an intense love rushes to your heart,
and hope.
It’s unendurable, unendurable.'
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