“My soul bleeds and the blood steadily, silently, disturbingly slowly, swallows me whole.”— Fyodor Dostoevsky, Complete Letters
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you know what? *disappears into the woods and is never heard of again*
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“Unbody me–I’m tired–and get me home.”— Ralph Hodgson, from Eve, And Other Poems (1913); “The Moor,”
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