Documenting nostalgia for moments that were never mine.
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" Raise your words, not your voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder. "
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" I didn’t want any flowers, I only wanted
To lie with my hands turned up and be utterly empty.
How free it is, you have no idea how free——
The peacefulness is so big it dazes you,
And it asks nothing, a name tag, a few trinkets.
It is what the dead close on, finally; I imagine them
Shutting their mouths on it, like a Communion tablet. "
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" Someday we will dare
to write the poems
that will make the world question
whether or not
we are good people.
Someday we will dare
to trade good for true. "
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" May the space between where I am and where I want to be inspire me. "
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" That time you confused a lesson for a soulmate. "
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