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I bear the fruits of your memory in the expression of my art for that is what you gave to the world.

Renee Stone

It’s really hard to grow up wanting to provide people with resources and support and realizing that while I can and will do that – I also need more than I thought I would.
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Growth Hard Myself Need People Realize Thinking
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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Myself Thinking Word Writing
I can assure you that I don’t wake up every day with a smile upon my face, and the distance from happiness in the morning isn’t set at a constant rate.
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Face Happiness Morning Myself Rate Smile Wake Up
People struggle with words that spill and overwhelm you because they themselves are sinking.
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People Sink Spill Struggle Word Yourself
There is a warmth that fills the soul when the sun’s rays tend to your skin from up above.
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Ourselves Rays Soul Sun Warm
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
We walk in circles, never knowing when to end the cycle our hearts put us in.
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Circle Heart Ourselves Walk
Let go of the honey-sweet lies for the bittersweet truths.
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Let Go Lying Sweet Truth
My body is a field site of muscle memory and weathered bones.
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Body Bone Memory Muscle Myself
My words decay. I grow as they fray, unbecoming in the passage of time.
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Growth Myself Passage Time Word
When the silence fades and now sounds begin to bloom, I will grow to feel calm again. Healthily this time.
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Beginning Bloom Fade Myself Silence Sound
I’m writing on a blank page full of chances and hope.
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Chance Hope Myself Page 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
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 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
The free for all of love – these tiny acts within our capability. In turn, reciprocation is of no concern. We just want people to listen and learn that love is granted to all.
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Capacity Concern Freedom Learn Listen Love People

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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