Read me to sleep

[melina_agape]

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We die, we die rich with lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we have entered and swum up like rivers, fears we have hidden in, like this wretched cave. I want all this marked on my body. We are the real countries, not the boundaries drawn on maps with names of powerful men. I know you will come and carry me out into the palace of winds, that’s all I've wanted- to walk in such a place with you, with friends, on the earth without maps.

A small tribute to Anthony Minghella and his masterpiece. Rest In Peace.