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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.

Stephanie Briar

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Do I look as good as I remember, Looking back at you from over my shoulder, smug as the devil?
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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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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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“Ashes”, we once thought, but the embers in our eyes might have bought us time.
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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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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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Can hope bloom in the shade? Can time give back what it takes away? I once saw the answers to life in your eyes; now I can remember the words to goodbye.
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Our story bleeds from my eyes until I cannot tell the stars from streetlights.
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When you focus on directing your energy away from harm and toward healing, you feed the soul and starve the ego.
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In my dreams you conjure me like a spell in the night. Let us haunt one another with uneasy peace, and die burning alive.
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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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