Died on the promise of the fruit.

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Bright Star, 2009

Here is a movie which speaks volumes to me, on a level so fluent it feels like it must have been imbued in my consciousness a decade or so ago.

The dull ache of wanting to give too much whilst having so little, dreaming more often than thinking, of knowing that this tainted reality must still be real if poems exist, if love exists.

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