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Songs are as sad as the listener.

Jonathan Safran Foer

The bruises go away, and so does how you hate, and so does the feeling that everything you receive from life is something you have earned.
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Bruise Earn Feeling Hate Life Yourself
Everything is to protect you. I exist in case you need to be protected.
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Existence Need Protection Yourself
I shook my tambourine the whole time, because it helped me remember that even though I was going through different neighborhoods, I was still me.
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Different Help Myself Remember Time
The meaning of my thoughts started to float away from me, like leaves that fall from a tree into a river, I was the tree, the world was the river.
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Leave Meaning Myself River Start Thinking Tree
I missed you even when I was with you. That’s been my problem. I miss what I already have, and I surround myself with things that are missing.
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Deep Missing Myself Problem Surround
Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I’m not living.
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Bone Hear Live Myself Time Weight
Everything that’s born has to die, which means our lives are like skyscrapers. The smoke rises at different speeds, but they’re all on fire, and we’re all trapped.
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Born Death Fire Live Ourselves Rise Smoking
It’s so beautiful at this hour. The sun is low, the shadows are long, the air is cold and clean. You won’t be awake for another five hours, but I can’t help feeling that we’re sharing this clear and beautiful morning.
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Beautiful Cleaning Feeling Help Low Morning Myself Shadow Sun
He was someone whom everyone admired and liked but whom nobody knew. He was like a book that you could feel good holding, that you could talk about without ever having read, that you could recommend.
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Admire Book Feeling Reading Yourself
We live in a world made up more of story than stuff. We are creatures of memory more than reminders, of love more than likes.
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Creature Live Love Memories Reminder Story World
This is my heart. You are touching it with your left hand. You are touching it with your left hand, not because you are left-handed, although you might be, but because I am holding it against my heart. What you are feeling is the beating of my heart. It is what keeps me alive.
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Alive Feeling Hands Heart Touch Yourself
We shared the smile of recognizing ourselves in each other, how many imposters do I have? Do we all make the same mistakes, or has one of us gotten it right, or even just a bit less wrong, am I the imposter?
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Imposter Myself Recognition Share Smile Wrong
Just to be a functioning adult in the world, we develop all of these layers of protection. When we see homeless people, we don’t cry, even though homeless people probably deserve our tears – you know, it’s a horrible thing.
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Adult Cry Deserve Development Function Home Ourselves People World
Love me, because love doesn’t exist, and I have tried everything that does.
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Existence Love Myself Try
I was of the opinion that the past is past, and like all that is not now it should remain buried along the side of our memories.
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Bury Memories Opinion Ourselves Past Remain Side
Only humans can cry tears.
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Cry Human Tears

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