Category: poetry
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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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MOSAIC
i have loved a million people.their pieces,their late night wonder,their sensation—rain and thunderand their sunny skies. i have loved a million people;people i walked across,people i have never metand people i lost.their versionsthat existsin each of our universe,and their emptinessthat resonatessomewhere close to uson our sleepless nights. an ineffable piece of existencethey are utterly beautiful,and…
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i have known things but not happiness i am just another earthly impression. withered, and tangled in this web. there has been people like me, there will be people like me; dented and demented, for weaving a tapestry out of chaos ( chaos ) that spread from skin to skin and bones to bones. like…
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