And when I awoke, I was alone, this bird had flown So I lit a fire, isn’t it good, norwegian wood. ~The Beatles
I loved this novel.
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ambedo n. a kind of melacholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—which leads to a dawning awareness of the haunting fragility of life
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