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i think oftenabout you telling me thatone diesonce they are forgotten so knowthat even thoughwe do not talkand i do not know much anymoreabout you if you were to passi’d keep you alive
do not give into the terrorof waiting for the terrible but do we fault the weedsfor growingwhere others cannot you must let what isbecome and thensometimesbe forgiven
yes aprili can hear you How tired you mst beare yu colddo you need some tea it is my birthday today, too,and i feel thatthe leaves are starting to budand there are birds everywhereand i am finally not afraidto sayyes yes yesi can be heretoo it has taken a lifetimebut doesn’t everything?
oh i knowyou are tired so gogo ondo it tiredly you must bemore afraidof wasting your lifethan anything elsethat can retireyouinto oh no nonot now
when it is donewhen all will have gonewhen there is nothingand no one you will not askdid i do enough you will instead saywhat is leftto be done and who have i entrustedto do it
i have metthose who kissas thoughit were all they knewhow to do i have met thosewho made meforget how to doanything else,too
don’t you knowthat love isbrutality too much lightkills the planttoo much waterthe roots will drownand too muchof your hand in mineleft an imprintthat won’t fillwith what i knownow
it is all loudly terriblethis much is true but somewhere someplacethere is a person ouring teainto their lover’s cupthere is a screw tightened on a loose, veering fanthere is a child tearing off a bandaidsaying look look i’ m better the work of your lifeis that you must rememberthere is not only the broken this … Continue reading
i am hereto tell youthat the wayis not linear it circlesand circles each time you come backto the same placeand learn a little moreabout howyou got here there is no wrong movethere is no wrong place you are exactly whereyou need to be
i am so terribly sorry there is a fire that i amstill fighting do not run for the exitsdo not smash the wallsthe building continues to standeven if it is unapologetically charred don’t you think togetherit will warm usdon’t you think togetherthe air is a little lighter we do not look to extinguish the flamewe … Continue reading
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