Absence Quote by Andre Breton

“There is By my leaning over the precipice Of your presence and your absence in hopeless fusion My finding the secret Of loving you Always for the first time” quote by Andre Breton — Download Open image

“There is By my leaning over the precipice Of your presence and your absence in hopeless fusion My finding the secret Of loving you Always for the first time”

Andre Breton

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Absence Absence Hopeless Findings First time Firsts Fusion Hopeless Hopeless Fusion Love Loving you Presence Secret Secret Loving Time Your absence Your presence

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