Even this heart of mine has something artificial. The dancers have sewn it into a bag of pink satin, pink satin slightly faded, like their dancing shoes. – Edgar Degas –
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Black Orchid
Something’s missing… Flowers half stare from cool, familiar faces. A slow deep place, the garden. This is where I come from… Where do I go? – Neil Gaiman – Black Orchid […]
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