Graffiti on a wall:

“Go to work, send your kids to school, follow fashion, act normal, walk on the pavements, watch TV, save for your old age, obey the law. Repeat after me: I am free”

The sun rises from behind a new mountain, starting today. The wind whispers a little quieter, starting today.

I guess it’s the next lifetime that we will break bread together beneath the apple tree.

I kiss your forehead goodnight tonight for the last time.

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“And so it is, just like you said it should be, we’ll both forget the breeze, most of the time.”
- Damien Rice