"the whole time i was hoping my silence would fit yours and exclamation marks would gently float across time and space so that boundaries would be crossed; the whole time i was praying you would read my eyes and understand what i was never able to understand. see, we were never about butterflies. we’ve always been about burning stars. all about us is unearthly and radiant."
- anna akhmatova
music: layne redmond - grieving protest
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