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To the oppressed with no seat on the table; dreaming of change and better days, I will pull up a chair, and light fires in your name.

Stephanie Briar

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In the absence of you I look to the moon and pray that the stars light my way, too.
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You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
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The stars are where we came from. They orchestrated our return to the place we can always come home: our ancient, timeless love.
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