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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 takes less for me to be impacted, for my state of being to worsen.
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Impact Myself State Worse
We’re so distant, words can’t save us.
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Distance Ourselves Save Word
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
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
They hit like waves, the memories of those old summer days. Memories you’d have thought to erase, but they crash ashore without haste.
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Day Erase Hit Memories Old Summer Thinking Wave
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
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
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
I don’t think anyone really gets my attachment to the little things. They call it insignificant and say that it is what it is. I think it all adds up to what we stand for. The little things add up to something meaningful and so does the complacency.
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Attachment Call Meaning Myself Stand Thinking
When you write me into your story, don’t set my end in stone. Feel free to let me go. I’d like to join your story, but remember I have my own.
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End Join Myself Stone Story 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
To be understood is to be on part of the path to inclusivity.
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Journey Path Spirituality Understand
I’m writing on a blank page full of chances and hope.
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Chance Hope Myself Page Writing
I wonder why I’m so empathetic, why people perceive me to be so kind. I don’t want my heart to burn when there’s no one burning mine.
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Burn Empathy Heart Nature Oneself People Wonder
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
My body is a field site of muscle memory and weathered bones.
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Body Bone Memory Muscle Myself

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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