Wednesday, July 18, 2012

From Bon Iver, by Bon Iver

The soul in a refraction of icicles. A moment hanging like breath on air. And yet life – even still life – is not still. The story is not a story if it does not unravel. Your eyes you may cast backward, but the heart is locked in the chest and must beat forever forward.

I can't help but read this so often. It's too beautiful.

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