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When you promise me something consider the cost for yourself if you fail, you have failed to honor your word, but consider what it costs me, my belief not only in you and in your promises but in all other promises offered to my heart from here on.

e.v.e.

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“First Memory,” Louise Glück

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I wanted to escape

like the ungrateful dogs

my dad brought home

as potential adoptees

but I just couldn’t

clear the fence

at the edge of the yard

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Do you wonder what I see, or how I interpret the world, and all it's distorted beauty. The books I read, and how I, sit at home, to quietly fill time, as he becomes a distant thought, drifting so elegantly out of sight. Shall I stumble in multidimensional, and intrinsic qualities, that separate, me from you, melodramatic interludes. What a powerful burden you bestow, I've politely refused, for I'm not a light, or mortal man's delicate burning muse. So, please do not beg me to breathe, the air from his lungs, an infatuated love, only to evaporate with the morning sun, for each night he will die and I will rise, in a temporary utopia, made of him and I.

Utopia

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“Getting over it doesn’t mean forgetting it. It just means reducing the pain to a tolerable level, a level that doesn’t destroy you.”

— Kevin Brooks

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"But we cannot simply sit and stare at our wounds forever." - Haruli Murakami

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Triolet Poem #53

The moon looks quite peaceful tonight. Her face always glows like a dream. In the stars is where we write. The moon looks quite peaceful tonight. She is something and she is bright. All her beauty is my esteem. The moon looks quite peaceful tonight. Her face always glows like a dream.

"My Esteem", JEP

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do it scared do it stupid do it badly whatever it is that's worth doing, that's worth anything at all, we do it. be it scared be it stupid be it badly. the sincerity remains the same.

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- j (x), kintsugi

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A Fate Worse Than Death, Nisha Patel

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A Fate Worse Than Death, Nisha Patel

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whispering

The white butterflies, those Heart-shaped sweets And my daughter - the one my body betrayed - her precious hands The moment's creatures, all Strands in my braid

I do remember dreams My hair does sometimes Cover my face, and yet Space can only follow time One way, not another So who am I to Keep looking behind

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safe places to leave your heart:

the sea

empty churches

lilac groves

graveyards at night

old libraries

dusty used bookstores

sundappled shades of yellow, green, and pink

books of poetry

rose gardens

the sleeve of your last lover

a knot of willow branches

a misty morning in early summer

floral print

in the company of a cat

a sunrise or a sunset

deep green forests

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Emily Dickinson in a letter to Catherine Sweetser wr. c. February 1870

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An ever-present force so powerful [...] breathes through her very soul.

— Lorene Zarou-Zouzounis, The Poetry of Arab Women: A Contemporary Anthology, (2001)

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"The ones who notice the storms in your eyes, the silence in your voice and the heaviness in your heart are the ones you need to let in." - Steve Maraboli

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If you look for the light, you can often find it. But if you look for the dark that is all you will ever see.

Uncle Iroh