Smoke stung eyes

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“She wore flowers in her hair and carried magic secrets in her eyes. She spoke to no one. She spent hours on the riverbank. She smoked cigarettes and had midnight swims…” ― Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things

In times of weakness, when sadness is bold and everything appears depressing, blink away the tears from your smoke stung eyes, and you’ll see the light in everything around you.

T.

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