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of course i feel too much, i'm a universe of exploding stars








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— Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

[text ID: I wish the world were ending tomorrow. Then I could take the next train, arrive at your doorstep in Vienna, and say, ‘Come with me, Milena. We are going to love each other without scruples or fears or restraint because the world is ending tomorrow.’ ]

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