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My love lives in my cheeks – gives me away by the first smile. all the lines from years spent laughing, warm with extra freckles in the summer; a poker face that doesn’t keep once my knees fold.

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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’m remembering again, how loneliness has always made me brave.
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Brave Lonely Myself Remember
People have been washed away by less. I’ll take every step gently. So often, you can’t tell the rush of a riptide until you’re already at sea.
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Myself People Sea Wash
I sit on the bare floor, leave my palms unturned, and watch relief pool into one hand, and uncertainty in the next. I will try not to lean more one way or another, but let them hold each other as company.
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Company Floor Hands Leaving Myself Uncertain
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
I never lose pieces of me, I just gain new understanding.
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Lose Myself Perspective Pieces Understand
If every feeling comes like a wave, I try to decide what kind of coastline I’ll become.
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Decision Feeling Myself Wave
I’m thinking about how early the spring flower buds rise up from the grass; just barely on winter’s heels. How uncomfortable, how cold the soil must be, still half-frosted, when the roots start to take shape.
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Comfortable Flower Myself Shape Start Thinking
Yes, this life is mine, but more often I watch it take place and my hands feel too far away to touch it.
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Hands Life Myself Place Touch
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
Some mornings, I like to live like a secret; wake as quietly as I can, slip out of bed without so much as a wrinkle.
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Live Morning Myself Quiet Secret Wake Up
I still know the fabric of where I begin and end.
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Beginning End Fabric Myself
I allow myself to be a weathervane; receive every feeling that greets the shore of me.
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Allow Feeling Greatness Myself
Your anger, your sorrow, your fear, are okay to feel through, no matter how big it feels now.
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Anger Fear Feeling Sorrow Yourself
Meet me where happiness doesn’t feel like a false spring.
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Fake Feeling Happiness Myself Spring
Change is not a four letter curse word I once believed it to be.
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Believe Change Curse Myself

My love lives in my cheeks – gives me away by the first smile. all the lines from years spent laughing, warm with extra freckles in the summer; a poker face that doesn’t keep once my knees fold.

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My love lives in my cheeks – gives me away by the first smile. all the lines from years spent laughing, warm with extra freckles in the summer; a poker face that doesn’t keep once my knees fold.

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