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To be a human
When we wonder about the hollowness and curiosity we hold. We realize that we are such a complex being that needs more than just food and water to survive. We need love and longings. And perhaps somewhere, in a far away place with a little cottage and vintage curtains, a part of us lives there…
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CONSONANCE
sometimes in september. i hear you.even if i know that you aren’t here anymore. then there is this urge to climb up the thorns, break down these walls and reach out for the harmony. but at the same time. being alive isn’t the same as wanting to live in house without walls and watch a…
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ELYSIAN
Every existence is connected. That even long after your death. Somewhere there will always be a piece of you in someone’s hands or someone’s memories. And the places that you were supposed to walk will still long for your aching footsteps. The people you were supposed to be with in the future, will feel lonely…
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I once told my seat mate in sixth grade that I wanted to be a writer. She looked at me skeptically but then slowly smiled and told me that I could be anything I ever wanted, and she on the other hand wanted to become a doctor. Though I also told my relatives I wanted…
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Prena Poetry 