“I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of summer,
My bank of wild grass is majestic and full of music.
It is a fire that solitude presses against my lips” – Violette Leduc
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“I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of summer,
My bank of wild grass is majestic and full of music.
It is a fire that solitude presses against my lips” – Violette Leduc
read more