The human soul has still greater need of the ideal than of the real. It is by the real that we exist; it is by the ideal that we live. Victor Hugo
No line divides the dancer from the dance. No border marks where rhythm ends and flesh begins. We named the lightning separate from the sky Simply because we needed words To g…
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