What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfortOf being strangers, at least to ourselves. — Mark Strand, Blizzard of One
What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfortOf being strangers, at least to ourselves. — Mark Strand, Blizzard of One
What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfortOf being strangers, at least to ourselves. — Mark Strand, Blizzard of One
What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfortOf being strangers, at least to ourselves. — Mark Strand, Blizzard of One
What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfortOf being strangers, at least to ourselves. — Mark Strand, Blizzard of One
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What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfortOf being strangers, at least to ourselves.

— Mark Strand, Blizzard of One
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