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I’ll craft a haven that that cradles every joy and sorrow, but doesn’t hold them to keep.

Schuyler

In a dream, I’m holding you close and when I wake, I do. How lucky, to want and have.
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Close Dreams Hold Myself Wake Up
I will still live like a ghost in the mornings; walking, listening, pouring coffee to finish sometime by the afternoon, when I’ve had enough of watching the world and do all I can to live in it.
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Enough Ghost Listening Morning Myself Walk
I’d get lost in this green, ferns leaning against the trees, soil stuck to my feet, never dream of finding my way back again.
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Dreams Lost Myself Tree Way
I allow myself to be a weathervane; receive every feeling that greets the shore of me.
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Allow Feeling Greatness Myself
Hold me here, where I feel less like a stranger to my own laughter. Where it’s easier to believe things happen for a reason or maybe, at least, out of a thousand winding roads my life might take, I will still find one that fits me.
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Feeling Hold Life Oneself Reason Road Stranger
I’m writing about moving again, and when I write about moving, I really mean beginning. I’m beginning again.
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Beginning Deep Move Myself Writing
The world will be loud again. I’ll notice the loneliness less.
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Loneliness Loud Myself Notice World
I don’t want to be a saint, I want a love I don’t fight alone to keep.
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Alone Fight Love Myself Saint
We’ve never seen what a happy life could look like if we chose to spend it by ourselves – sharing our beautiful lives with friends, family members, the occasional crush, and lounging out in that quiet space alone as if an idyllic sunned beach.
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Choice Family Friendship Happiness Life Ourselves Quiet Space
In a dream, my fingertips pulse. I’ll be patient in my blooming. In a dream, I let time pass through open hands.
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Bloom Dreams Hands Healing Myself Open Patience Self Love Time
There will be a time where this hurts less and it will not mean it didn’t matter. It means that in the face of feeling something precious slip in my hands, I will always find a way back to myself.
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Face Feeling Finding Hurt Myself Precious Time Way
I’ll craft a haven that that cradles every joy and sorrow, but doesn’t hold them to keep.
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Craft Happiness Hold Myself Sorrow
Please come here, but not too close.
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Close Near One Liner
I know I could be an astronomer of this swooning.
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Known Myself
Meet me where happiness doesn’t feel like a false spring.
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Fake Feeling Happiness Myself Spring
How radiant you are, waiting by the window, watching for the sun to grant you more time to dance beneath it. You’ve let yourself dream again. Even if its in bites, even if it’s in a different voice than it used to be.
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Different Dreams Radiant Voice Window Yourself

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