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WISTERIA

 

“Love never dies a natural death.
It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source.
It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals.
It dies of illness and wounds;
it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”

 

~ Anaïs Nin ~

 

Digitally enhanced image created from an original photo taken in Orléans, France in April 2017.


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