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“You know, when things got really bad, I used to think about portaling to nowhere, and just going.

Being everywhere.

In the spaces between everything.”

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We’re pure intangible love.

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Happy World Poetry Day!

What Survives by Rainer Maria Rilke

Who says that all must vanish? Who knows, perhaps the flight of the bird you wound remains, and perhaps flowers survive caresses in us, in their ground. It isn't the gesture that lasts, but it dresses you again in gold armor —from breast to knees— and the battle was so pure an Angel wears it after you.

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Don’t let go Don’t back down Hold the line

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I'm alive because I'm dying with you.

Wait for me.