“I slide my arm from under the sleeper's head and it is numb, full of swarming pins, on the tip of each, waiting to be counted, the fallen angels sit.Quote by Wislawa SzymborskaTopics: Quotes about Wislawa SzymborskaShare on:FacebookPinterestWhatsApp
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