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“Oblivion of words will form

the exact language for

understanding the glances of

our closed eyes.

You are here, intangible

and you are all the universe which

I shape into the space of my

room. Your absence springs

trembling in the ticking of the

clock, in the pulse of light;

you breathe through the mirror. From

you to my hands, I caress

your entire body, and I am with

you for a minute and I am with

myself for a moment. And my

blood is the miracle which

runs in the vessels of the air

from my heart to yours.”

— Frida Kahlo, to Diego from The Diary of Frida Kahlo: An Intimate Self-portrait

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