If he held her, he couldn't kiss her. If he kissed her, he couldn't see her. If he saw her, he couldn't feel her. If he touched her he couldn't talk to her, if he loved her he couldn't leave, if he spoke he couldn't listen, if he fought he couldn't win
-the god of small things
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my name is rose. i take photos at rosekuo.org. i write. i collect thoughts here.
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