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I’ll craft a haven that that cradles every joy and sorrow, but doesn’t hold them to keep.

Schuyler

This does not have to be a hard life to love. There is not enough time to let it stray too far from my hands.
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Enough Hands Hard Life Love Myself Time
Some mornings, I like to live like a secret; wake as quietly as I can, slip out of bed without so much as a wrinkle.
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Live Morning Myself Quiet Secret Wake Up
I want to wade into the water on the sidewalk, crawl out of this feeling without giving it a name. Take a lighter to love’s sticky edges so its sadness isn’t caught in my throat.
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Catch Myself Name Sadness Water
The world will be loud again. I’ll notice the loneliness less.
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Loneliness Loud Myself Notice World
I’m remembering again, how loneliness has always made me brave.
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Brave Lonely Myself Remember
I’m thinking about how early the spring flower buds rise up from the grass; just barely on winter’s heels. How uncomfortable, how cold the soil must be, still half-frosted, when the roots start to take shape.
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Comfortable Flower Myself Shape Start Thinking
Take me back to the evergreen trees; to the sunlight through the leaves, the bending ferns and fronds. The pitter of the rain, the smooth rocks sleeping under moss. Take me back to the life I know before this body.
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Body Known Leaves Life Myself Sunlight Tree
In a dream, I’m holding you close and when I wake, I do. How lucky, to want and have.
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Close Dreams Hold Myself Wake Up
How radiant you are, waiting by the window, watching for the sun to grant you more time to dance beneath it. You’ve let yourself dream again. Even if its in bites, even if it’s in a different voice than it used to be.
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Different Dreams Radiant Voice Window Yourself
My love lives in my cheeks – gives me away by the first smile. all the lines from years spent laughing, warm with extra freckles in the summer; a poker face that doesn’t keep once my knees fold.
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Face Live Love Myself Smile Summer
I descend into an unopened sky, the ocean floor, the final embrace of a graveyard. Find your fill of me before my blue pales like a sour moon.
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Floor Grave Moon Ocean Open Sky Yourself
Meet me where happiness doesn’t feel like a false spring.
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Fake Feeling Happiness Myself Spring
I still know the fabric of where I begin and end.
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Beginning End Fabric Myself
I sit on the bare floor, leave my palms unturned, and watch relief pool into one hand, and uncertainty in the next. I will try not to lean more one way or another, but let them hold each other as company.
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Company Floor Hands Leaving Myself Uncertain
Your anger, your sorrow, your fear, are okay to feel through, no matter how big it feels now.
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Anger Fear Feeling Sorrow Yourself
In a dream, my fingertips pulse. I’ll be patient in my blooming. In a dream, I let time pass through open hands.
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Bloom Dreams Hands Healing Myself Open Patience Self Love Time

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