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“Words mean more at night like a song
And did you ever notice
The way light means more
Than it did all day long?”
— Gregory Alan Isakov, Words
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Last day before the official start of 5th Semester down here in Miramar. That means lounging by the pool, reading and listening to some new tunes on Spotify at the Lambo Castle.
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“That grain of sand might be the last remnant of what had once been a mountain, but that which it is, it is. The tide comes and the tide goes. Let it hammer the grain of sand as it may. Let lofty mountains fear the slow, constant assault of the waters. Let the valleys shudder at the pitiless advance of ice. Let continents drown beneath the dark and rising tide. But that grain of sand? It isn’t impressed. Let the tide roll in. The sand will still be there after it rolls out again.” — Harry Dresden, Cold Days
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