Little things

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"Like I'm obsessed with little things.
Maybe I'm crazy, but...
When I was a little girl, my mom told me that I was always late to school.

One day she followed me to see why...
I was looking at chestnuts falling from the trees,
rolling on the sidewalk, or...
ants, crossing the road...
the way a leaf casts a shadow on a tree trunk...

Little things.

I think it's the same with people.

I see in them little details, so specific to each other,
that move me, and that I miss, and...
will always miss.

You can never replace anyone,
because everyone is made of such beautiful specific details."

Before Sunset


Banksy - Wall and Piece

The ones who come around

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