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Point Taken.Time and time again I think what is the point? And this is asked by so many everyday. Yet we falter and stumble and revert to our old ways, because their easier to remember.Point Taken.
And as I stand here in the middle of somewhere, I’m taught to never look back and never question, just keep moving. And I inhale the intoxications that are advertised “cancer prone” and feel my cells cringe at the unfamiliarity of it all.
Sometimes the ground spins and I feel it crawl into my pores and eat away the sensible.
For how long did I wait and hope?
The burn marks with unidentifiable sources remind me that I h
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a bit more. you've some fantastic photos.
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I am a poetry admin for *DailyLitDeviations.
interested in collaborating?
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I'll mix with words with anything you've got.
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And you're the only place that feels like home
Just so you know, you'll never know
And some secrets weren't meant to be told
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Anything is interesting
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And you're the only place that feels like home
Just so you know, you'll never know
And some secrets weren't meant to be told
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Anything is interesting
Thanks for the
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"Don't you know that I'll be around to guide you, through your weakest moments to leave them behind you"
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And you're the only place that feels like home
Just so you know, you'll never know
And some secrets weren't meant to be told
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The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was the miracle. (Anais Nin)
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