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Cautiously, I allowed
myself to feel good
at times.
I found moments of
peace in cheap
rooms
just staring at the
knobs of some
dresser
or listening to the
rain in the
dark.
The less I needed
the better I
felt.
― Charles Bukowski, “Let It Enfold You” (via
amoralities
)
(Source:
larmoyante
)
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