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The Romantic Calamity Cycle
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In the arms of another, we hopeAs we wake from a lonesome dreamOnly to findThe aching abyssOf a once-filled cavityWe yearn a former’s loveAnd we mourn their riveting touchA look in the eyeA kiss on the cheekTrue love, delivered by dovesBut a dream is not an answerA dream is a…
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Love: A Tree That Waters Itself
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Of intangible things that are hard to define, love may rank the highest. Perhaps our language simply isn’t yet complex enough to explain a force that profoundly electrifies the world. So how do we even begin to wrap our heads around it? Maybe love is a phenomenon that isn’t meant…
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A Place in Your Iris
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And even so At the edge of the world Their face now wrinkled Our pace twice as slow Their eyes are just the same As ever,𝖔𝖋 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖘🫀