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Sylvia Plath, from Three Women

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you are not a wasteland you just need ibuprofen and a hot bath and a shower and a nutritious meal and some water and some fresh air and to do something productive and to do something creative and to do something that takes physical exertion and to do something social

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So I sat in the street and pointed and yelled at people Because I was not allowed inside And no one wanted me around.

Drunk, Drinking old people’s drinks left around And consuming alcohol.

A horrid waste. I made myself worse than the gutter. I hated and hated and hated And lived in hate for myself and everyone who knew me.

Childish words, actions, stuff. A child in an adult’s body! Pissing and shitting in bushes and drinking in pubs Which felt badly enough not to kick me out. Except the one that did.

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Experiencing my very essence being eclipsed,

Like a ghost destined to never catch anyone's attention.

Like a whispered plea in the midst of a raging storm,

too quiet to be noticed.

Like a sunflower in field of roses,

never to be picked.

Like a shy sunbeam peaking through heavy clouds,

struggling to pierce through the veil of apathy,

fading into the darkness,

yearning to be seen.

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Their music, once confined to the solitude of my bedroom, now cascaded over me in a wave of live sound. I sang and screamed with every fiber of my being. i felt a surge of life like never before. My voice, pushed to its limits, eventually gave out, leaving me in a raw, voiceless euphoria. Everyone shared an unspoken bond, hearts beating in sync with the intensity we felt. In that moment i never felt more emo, more alive.

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Love is elusive. I long for it so desperately, I do, but it seems as if it doesn't long for me. I reach for it as it fades from the void between my fingers. And yet, I know that the moment love grasps my tender yet fleeting hand, I would question if love ever truly knew me—a paradox of desire and retreat, forever bound to chase what I cannot hold.

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As pride month begins, let us not forget our Palestinian brothers and sisters.

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“what’s yours will be yours. No need to rush. No need to feel anxious. All good things take time. And when it does come, your heart will be so grateful. Give it time. Rest your mind. And enjoy the present moments..”

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hate writing. never writing again.

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'You took away all the oceans and all the room', Osip Mandelstam (translated by Clarence Brown and W. S. Merwin)

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Their global warming of a smile melted the polar ice caps of my past but forever ignited the fire in me when abandoned me pale and burning.

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Israeli tanks now taking Rafah border that's mean no one can leave Gaza

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