Imaginary moments.

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Fresh to death.

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Dance me to the end of love.

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin

Dance me through your panic 'til I'm gathered safely in

Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove

Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the end of love

Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone

Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon

Show me slowly what I only know the limits of

Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on

Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long

We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above

Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the end of love

-Written by Leonard Cohen, performed by Madeleine Peyroux

Yesterday I went to our beloved family friend's wedding. My Da married the two in a garden whilst the rain slightly sprinkled. Mama made the dress, and it was lovely. The celebrations stretched into the dark and we finally came to the time for dancing. As I watched the newly married couple sway across the dance floor I couldn't help but smile. They looked at each other with such happiness and love, it was something to be awed at.

As the music got louder and moved into the more contemporary genre my darling nephew was drawn to the dance floor. He has a natural sense of rhythm and feels the need to dance whenever he feels a beat moving though his feet. By the end of the night he had us all on the dance floor, surrounding him, for he wouldn't dance unless we were all on the dance floor busting some moves.

It was a very enjoyable celebration of love.

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Those good days of old.

This is my darling nephew's Schleich dog. He reminds me of Inspector Rex, of how I used sing and dance to the theme song when it came on, and how I desperately wanted to learn to speak German so I could enjoy Inspector Rex to its ultimate capacity. He taught me to say Scheiße, and although I now have deserted my want to learn to speak German and am now focusing on Korean, I still love Inspector Rex. And I shall always remark; "look its Inspector Rex" to the closest person whenever I see a dog that looks similar. So, bis bald mein lieber freund.

Antidote.

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Rhythmic unicorns.

Love; Having a double connection to a disc-man that plays the Carpenters all day. Walking down a wharf eating ice-cream, holding hands and listening to the Carpenters. Skating till the sun goes down listening to the carpenters. Not having to speak, because words had become superfluous, so you just stare into each others eyes and listen to the Carpenters. Well there it is, love. From the dictionary of Anooke.

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On the shore of the wide world.

When I have fears that I may cease to be

Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,

Before high-piled books, in charactery,

Hold like rich garners the full ripen'd grain;

When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face,

Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,

And think that they may never live to trace

Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;

And when I feel, fair creature of an hour,

That I shall never look upon thee more,

Never have relish in the faery power

Of unyielding love; - then on the shore

Of the wide world I stand alone, and think

Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.

-John Keats.

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Glossary dreams.

"I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying" -Oscar Wilde.

I am confused, feeling like goldfish in a maze. Lets just flip to the back of the book to find the answers, or at least a glossary.

And I love this.

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