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Fate's Attendant
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Gorp de Leij
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Markus Branse
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Letting go. Everyone talks about it like it’s the easiest thing. Unfurl your fingers one by one until your hand is open. But my hand has been clenched into a fist for… years now; it’s frozen shut.
Gayle Forman; Where She Went (via sunsetquotes)
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Curves (by Josipa M.)
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i know that sometimes you wished
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                DON’T underestimate the lengths I’ll go to for the people I love.
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“You, my love, are the perfect evening, arms outstretched to balance the tumbling sun in one hand, the cool moon in the other; you, the giver of light to the world. And when you come home, […] iridescence spins about your face, stardust lingers in the crease of your wrists, the crescent beds beneath your nails. And still you reach for me, enough shimmer left to light the doorway, the room, the dark space between my lips.”
— Karla K. Morton, “Shameless Love Poem,” Constant State of Leaping (Texas Review Press, 2014)
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10 of Swords by *davepalumbo
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