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I spill words among pages so that I can’t say my thoughts are stuck in cages. Can’t say I didn’t let it out when I can say for sure I wrote it down.

Renee Stone

I grew up learning history about communities that would support their people (the idea that it takes a village), but all I see are so many people left on their own.
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Community Growth History Learning Myself People Support
Body and mind aren’t separated. And so all these things I write, they are felt in the aches of my heart.
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Body Heart Mind Myself Separate Writing
I want to tell them how tired I am because I don’t think it shows. But maybe it’s the same for them – all strangers to the weight each of us carries. So alone, we carry these loads.
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Alone Carry Myself Stranger Thinking Tired Weight
I bear the fruits of your memory in the expression of my art for that is what you gave to the world.
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Art Expression Fruit Memories World Yourself
I try to build myself a bridge to cross every time I start to ruminate on my thoughts.
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Bridge Build Myself Start Thinking Time Try
You wonder why you didn’t do it sooner – why you didn’t clear your mind when the clouds loomed.
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Clear Cloud Mindset Wonder Yourself
I wish you could feel it when it’s dark at night, and I think of you when I pass the streetlights. But I know you feel the care without me being there.
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Care Darkness Feeling Myself Night
Let go of the honey-sweet lies for the bittersweet truths.
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Let Go Lying Sweet Truth
When you and the world are out of breath, take the steps to ensure your own needs are met. By the moment you know someone can’t on their own, you’ll hopefully be ready to help.
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Breath Help Hope Need World Yourself
Staring into the abyss full of art – hoping for the return of a glimmer or a spark.
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Art Full Hope Return Spark Staring
To be understood is to be on part of the path to inclusivity.
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Journey Path Spirituality Understand
They tell me summer is coming, and soon we’ll be dancing on the shore. Waiting for the moonlight to light me up amongst the starlight.
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Dance Light Moon Myself Stars Summer
It felt vulnerable to have people know my weaknesses, but there is so much strength from going back to the start and re-determining who you are.
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Determination Feeling People Strength Vulnerable Yourself
I write poems of the past; they reveal the reasons we didn’t last.
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Myself Past Reason Reveal Writing
Flowers crown her with thorns, keeping her mind entrapped in a garden of lies – guarding her mind.
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Crown Flower Garden Guard Lying Mindset
The thought of you having to try hurts because it feels like you should have known to let me go before you grabbed ahold.
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Hurt Let Go Thinking Try Yourself

I spill words among pages so that I can’t say my thoughts are stuck in cages. Can’t say I didn’t let it out when I can say for sure I wrote it down.

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I spill words among pages so that I can’t say my thoughts are stuck in cages. Can’t say I didn’t let it out when I can say for sure I wrote it down.

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