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“Winter light shining like grief in your hair, black as the wing of a crow, and like joy. The old year dying around us then; the weather all bright wind, wild and clear.”
— Cecilia Woloch, ‘New Year’, in Narcissus
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“look at her face: breaking in the rain”
— e.e.
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we, the uglies, deserve love too
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