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sometimes i read it as a leaf, growing green, turning reds (yellows, pinks), falling to the ground and blown away on the breeze. other times i read it as life, a hand reaching out to be held, a walk in silence amongst the detritus of our autumns and springs, between the branches we hide with snow in winter and leaves in summer.
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leif
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this entirely.
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lux
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you have been here infinitely and ephemerally. you out your soul into your words. your skull is filled with golden eggs. i want to breathe underwater with you.
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raze
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a boomerang of love is gliding back your way…
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leif
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The one I want says she needs me. The one I need says she wants me. I would rather be wanted. And I would rather that I wanted the one I need. No wonder I'm dizzy.
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oh spinning_plates...
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it's 11 11, i'll make a wish for you.
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my heart appreciates your heart.
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raze
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they said the mail i sent should get to you tomorrow. i don't know if that's true. i hope it is. the tracking number hasn't given up any secrets yet.
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Everything you've written on wet_nose both breaks and soothes my heart. It's strange how completely a dog can love you and show you the power of unquestioning connection. The inevitability of losing my own dog, who immediately became integral to my soul, haunts me. Your words press on that anticipatory wound but also provide hope for healing and new love. Not love that replaces, but love that lives alongside loss.
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what's it to you?
who
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