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You are what it feels like to watch the final silvers of sun fall and die into the silver ocean; tangerine sky giving way to moon-glow and starlight.

Stephanie Briar

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The pain of your memory is sharp enough to be felt the nails raked along my back by somebody else.
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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.
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Light finds you just as I once did: an accident that is no accident.
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“Ashes”, we once thought, but the embers in our eyes might have bought us time.
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Trauma has deep roots indeed, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t pull the weeds.
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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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Let yourself go a little wild, a little rough around through the edges; the human spirit wasn’t meant for carefully-curated perfection.
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I fall headlong into everything that lights me on fire. I know not of restraint. I was born to burn.
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I would throw down roots with you if I ever had the chance. We’d grow strong in tender shoots, and bloom in burning hands.
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The glint of mischief in your eyes is the flint in my matchstick. Striking; always this close to igniting.
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You are what it feels like to watch the final silvers of sun fall and die into the silver ocean; tangerine sky giving way to moon-glow and starlight.
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You could not keep me fed by throwing me bones and empty promises. I am ashamed to admit how much starving I did before I finally left.
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He’ll keep some daying and tommorwing until he has no tomorrows left. I don’t choose that.
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It quietly stops my breath to realize that my greatest grand gesture, my last, best act of love was to let you go.
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Creatives are neither born nor created. They are activated.
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Stop accepting abstract noun love. Real love is always action verb.
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