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I don’t know how you are so familiar to me-or why it feels less like I am getting to know you and more as though I am remembering who you are. How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I have known you before, I have loved you before-in another time, a different place, some other existence.

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Knowing sleep will set it right – if you were not to wake.
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Known Right Sleep Wake Up Yourself
I know you were born with your heart already broken. But the world began in pieces and somehow made itself whole.
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Born Heart Broken Known Myself Pieces Whole
Some pieces will sing to your present, others may echo of your past, and the rest could whisper of your future.
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Future Past Pieces Present Whisper Yourself
My father was a house,my mother was a home.
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Family Father Home Mom Myself
I do know there are all kinds of barriers to love. I do believe the world needs less of them.
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Barrier Kind Love Myself Need
I know there is a terrible distance between us. But our bodies are made of stardust, and we are hurtling through space and time, toward the most beautiful collision.
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Beautiful Body Collision Distance Hurt Known Myself Space Time
I learned that writing is the consolation prize you are given when you don’t get the thing you want the most.
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Award Heart Broken Learning Myself Prize Writing Yourself
I don’t know if what we had was love, but if it wasn’t, I hope never to fall in love. Because of you, I know I am too fragile to bear it.
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Fragile Love Myself Relationship Togetherness Yourself
For me, that was the death of the word, or; because now, there is no other. It was the end of the word, and; for I love only you.
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Death I Love You Relationship
But you’re not the kind of girl who builds her house from sticks; you are a fortress, stubborn and strong. Do not give away the keys to the kingdom to anyone less than a king.
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Build Home Kind Strong Stubborn Yourself
In the wrong hands, your past is a weapon.
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Hands Past Weapon Wrong Yourself
The memory of you is fading, a little at a time, and I can feel myself forgetting.
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Fade Forget Memories Myself Time
You must emerge from adversity, scathed but victorious to tell your story and, in turn, light the way for others.
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Adversity Light Story Victory Way Yourself
You’re young and there’s still so much ahead. So much uncertainty and doubt. It keeps you up at night-this wild, restless feeling. But you don’t know how free you are. For this short, miraculous time, you have no one to answer to, nothing to lose. You belong wholly to yourself.
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Doubt Feeling Lose Miracle Time Young Yourself
It should be my right to mourn someone who has yet to leave this world but no longer wants to be part of mine.
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Leave Mourn Myself Right World
You know, missing someone can sometimes be the best thing for a writer.
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Best Missing Writing Yourself

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