Time that withers you will wither me. We will fall like ripe fruit and roll down the grass together. Dear friend, let me lie beside you watching the clouds until the earth covers us and we are gone.
Related Authors: Jeanette Winterson | Written on the Body
Related Topics: death, friendship, time
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