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Whatever you are feeling, it is alright. Walk into the sunlight, becoming the light. Let your shadows dissipate when you bathe in the glow.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkdD5Xzvc7P
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When I left, I had to begin again. Sometimes I wish I had never left.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhZvYbF8yFb
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You must see that you can never be weak. Each time you were broken, you have come back stronger than before, with beauty, and STRENGTH in your posture. You do not know how strong you are until you become so. Your confidence will mend your wounds when you are ready—no sooner. You will help those around you because you are good, you are worthy. Tinker, tinker, tinker, broken things can be made into something new.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr1bhghWXSc
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Do not waste your time crying for those who do not deserve you. Do not let those who do not deserve you put you on their time, as you deserve a gleaming pedestal. You are a muse of love and humanity. You are your own time with your own eyes for sparkling tears.
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People have told me that writing is a lonely profession, yet I have never felt more confident connecting with others. I have never felt more surrounded by community. I write prose and poetry, stories, scribbles, and thoughts. No one reads, but I write. I feel valued and loved. I have friends and family I adore. I have a man who I love more than anything.
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I am anything but alone, but we like to overthink. Our minds are our greatest downfall just as they are our greatest strength. If you do not give me your reasoning, if you do not explain your logic, if you do not express your judgment, if you do not tell me how you feel, and if you do not clarify, I will come to my assumptions. I am human and I am inclined to fill the gaps. An unhealthy lack of communication will lead to assumptions. Presuming to know your partner under pretenses is a sure way to lose your love and yourself.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdORjezjH59
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You say you want to know me, but what can I say? What can I tell you? I have been there for you. I have been an open book for you—the whole time. I have been free for you to read all this time. I have filled you in with my words time and time again. You never seem interested, you do not seem to want to try. What do you want to know? What else is there for me to say? What is the point of saying it if you do not offer respect? You will not read me? I do not understand.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEHZ6z4qtUF
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Why do you ask about me when you did not care for me? It is not as though you asked about me when I was with you. Do you care more than you let on? Why are you asking about me?264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHRdodOFH48
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Everything that has ever harmed me reminds me that I am alive. These wounds did not kill me.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡevTzcio6ha
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Become the color of pink seen through crystal. Fall in love with yourself before anyone else. I love myself.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFGXjwMJyOy
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We are ever-changing. Heraclitus knew that, like the rivers, our negative thoughts flow constantly. Your life is water, and it is flowing. Our bodies are water and we feel as though we are drowning.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmlOiiGFkCE
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Tomorrow is a new day. We grow each night in our sleep. Nurture the value of connections. We will get through this by saving what we love, not hating all we fear.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdJ1pRnvGEq
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Humans are limited. I do not want to face anything—but I do. We do not want to face anything—but we do, in individual ways.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo2fInwJc0E
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You are your OWN; you always will be your OWN. You are not your malady; you have a destiny forged by your choices.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa19UdfXzdI
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Freedom for power is a fair exchange, you cannot have both; you are a human. Why would life give us that to take it away from us?264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeb4s5mcBOr
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The absence inside is more than just quiet—it keeps me up at night. Your breath is absent in the room, the loud fears holler against my ear on the sweaty pillow, and the idea that you will not want me as you used to before sits on my chest. I worry I have done wrong when I have not understood you when all I want is to understand you. Of course, we know that the noise of our own hurting hearts is powering the anxiety, the little demon that keeps us up for hours some nights.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyRMGcup5Cb
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Two a.m. is for the poet who cannot sleep with a mind belonging to thoughts they cannot speak. Two a.m. is for the romantic, up late dreaming, whose heart full of longing, leads them to weep.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMstbih1LcK
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I am not alone; I know this. Sometimes it feels as though I am alone. No, you are important, like the LIGHT and the DARK. You are light, the colors of purity and perfection, the colors of safety and the mind, full of positive expression. You are dark, the color of the unknown and creation, the canvas of imagination inside the mind.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDCCjkOyeh4
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You all are tired of my feelings; I am tired of them too. If you do not stop, then I will stop you.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhBENiZyWcP
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Naive, tenderhearted boy, you are optimistic and sensitive in your prospects. Cooped up and lonely, singing your blues like a mating call. Oh, boy, all your fantasies play in your head, like a television set that you watch. Images of things you do not know—locked up in a room, given to no one, seen by no one, dreaming. Poet, maybe you have a weak heart that will find peace.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡChexSAFpuu
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He is the sole boy who favors his time without others. He is happy as an introvert, alone, indulging in his books, his adventures, and his delicacies. He feels that the words will understand him more than others. There is some magic written on the pages. There are stories of mystery and adventurous courage, detailed and flowing inside his mind. His imagination showcases the suspense and the thrill of the heroes and the heroines, encountering their enemies. They are young and naive and then, experienced and wise, along their paths, one by one. The boy knows many more yet to discover, so he is not alone.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpCI5zCrqIn
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Everything I have ever let go of, I have never said goodbye to. You will find your way back to sadness no matter how far you run from it. You will always find your way back to happiness, warmth, and light, and you will find your way home.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3rej978U0R
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I have a profound appreciation for my existence. I have become a master of masking the truth. I have mastered the art of lying to myself. You can call me a natural; each narrative becomes easier and easier to tell.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQFRObyG873
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Some people get lost for so long that they forget what it is to be real. They have forgotten what it is like to be themselves. How will they find themselves again?
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They wear false masks over pristine skin, spilling hypocrisy through the cracks of their strong teeth. The way I have seen it play out is that when they are told the truth, the ugly reality of what was going on, what they are a piece of, what they are condemning, they do not understand.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK6i27RALrw
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Not every door that is closed is locked. Some relationships exist only to hold you back.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9mpM6pmFNx
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When you get back to the cave, walk across their spite and death threats. Let them know your cause and make them feel sorry, for you are what they have done to you. Try to tell them what you have seen and explain the fire and the shadows on the wall. With your experience, guide yourself from the cave before they kill you. Walk into the sunlight and embrace the open earth.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUOIXvPGx31
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Sadly, we pick flowers from the ground when they are alive and then we give them to the dead and they die on the ground with the dead. Our stars are shining; let us watch them shine.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyrJjZ9XxXT
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These endless cities are engrossing upon the rare earthly ways of living. Society has become a wheel of troubled decisions and detached choices made materialistically with appearance and money at the forefront. We are too lost in images we can never become. We have taken the inspiration of our minds and visions for granted; crafts and sciences, logic and reasons, cultures and expressions. We created the very circumstances that shaped who we have become. 264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqmgRnaVMfi
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Watchers are always watching. The facts we depend on in reality are merely perceived truths—each carrying both validity and fallacy, each relative to the other. 264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLmpGTj0muo
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Everything we create seems to find a way to be reborn. We are never staying still, washing ourselves down the river. The mountain through the land into the sea, burning and pouring upon the beginning again. The water comes and goes as our communities rise and close.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVnNdxSrAK0
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The composed idea of high culture is a choir of dogma where exploitation is consistent with peace. This shameful capitulation of succumbing to consumer desire brings a heavy toll. Fragrant luxuries encompass dreams of the masses where they lie weak in houses beneath the hillside, looked upon by houses hosting condescension of classes. We find ourselves chasing money, wishing for youth, and tying ourselves with strings.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnJTShdxYgS
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The people are upset. We are upset with the obtuse complacency and common tongue. The inventions of our age propel our lost society into the arms of ignorance and the death of expertise. We stand ourselves with machinery masses that cast mankind away under speechless entertainment. Humans' existence is now resolved to inhibition. We are limited through our contracts of exchange.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl1PjHsRPsE
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Our walk is harnessed with prescribed symbolism and arrangements of misleading images masquerading as the final act. He finds himself chasing nostalgia. He longs to be taken back to his childhood. He finds his hands SHAKING. It cannot be healthy for you to tie yourself up with strings. Please tell me what you believe. What is meant to be is what you make of it.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsYvMHeDAKB
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Society and expectations pull a side of vulnerability and poetry from him. The catalyst of discontent with nonsense pseudo-social situations provides a newfound appreciation for his time. What he chooses to think is concise. He recognizes the net he is caught in and has yet to find another way to write.264Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtHGsFGibkB
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Writing helps to savor the last traces of sanity. I write as an artist to get some perspective on life. Take this now as my trade where I sacrifice myself so that my heart will be healthy, my shoulders become free of weights like those on Atlas. Take whatever gift I call upon to save myself so that I can have all the time for dreams and all the time to live. Words to release the overbearing weight, words to free me from my prison-like space, words to explain the wars with fate, words that carry rage and banish fear.
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