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like wildflowers in season forever, baby

posted at 10:19 pm by brandon in words to live by, I should think

This song popped up today in an iPod shuffle. I hadn’t heard it in months. A line from its second verse grabbed my ear.

“…love is scattered and hungry / but it is the only real thing….”

 

— Kacy Crowley, “Hand to Mouthville”

 

Damn, I love her.

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