Colors.

 To the Lighthouse

Mrs. Dalloway

 A Room of One's Own

Orlando: A Biography

Between the Acts

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VW1928

VW1929

VW1927

VW1941

It was her chains, that brought us freedom.

— Virginia Woolf

Literature Collection  Virginia Woolf

When the light drops,

When everything is forced to show,

When you can no longer hide,

to the dying self around every corners,

 

Do you have her courage,

to live out your name in guilty,

Do you have her boldness,

to love all the contradicted parts of yourself,

Do you willing to be like her,

to eventually put down the silk,

and say the official goodbye to the deads.

 

Her chains did set us free,

but the five selfs that are restricted inside the rooms,

can only be given the freedom, by you.