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Sweet mother I cannot weave Slender Aphrodite has overcome me With longing for a girl. Sappho With the scent of lilies around I could sit like this by myself forever and never have an impure thought. Osamu Dazai Schoolgirl Think youre escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home. James Joyce Ulysses Footfalls echo in the memory Down the passage which we did not take Towards the door we never opened Into the rosegarden. My words echo Thus in your mind. But to what purpose Disturbing the dust on a bowl of roseleaves I do not know. T.S. Eliot Four Quartets she/her i like yuri