Ephemeral

~One can’t speak the things that are told to the mind at night; can’t sing the paths of private melodies that dwell in the antipodes of what is. But, thread you those footsteps, stay to the true, and know what is coming is living in you.~

Art: The Virgin, by Gustav Klimt

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