Augusten Burroughs And I began to let him go. Hour by hour. Days into months. It was a physical sensation, like letting out the string of a kite. Except that the string was coming from my center.
Leonard Cohen a kite is a victim you are sure of. you love it because it pulls.
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Augusten Burroughs
Leonard Cohen