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“Every embrace holds the seed of a farewell. We are merely custodians of moments, never their owners.”

— Anish KC, wordsintheattic

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“We are seasons wrapped in skin, endlessly shifting. Spring awakens in us as tender dreams, budding into life with soft, green courage. Summer roars next, wild and golden, drenching us in light and love so fierce it feels eternal. Then autumn tiptoes in, its amber touch teaching us the beauty of falling—of releasing what no longer serves, scattering pieces of our old selves, and the courage to let go . Winter follows, still and solemn, cloaking us in quiet, where even the cold holds the promise of growth. Yet, beneath every frozen ground, spring stirs again. We are ever-changing, ever-becoming— earth’s quiet miracle, always blooming anew.”

— Anish KC, wordsintheattic

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“If I ever get lost, just follow the brightest star to find me.”

—Anish KC, wordsintheattic,

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Even the smallest moments can echo like a lifetime.

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“Endless voids are screaming to be filled. With each attempt to fill them, a part of self is lost. Leave them be, their screams deafen the mind. And the deafness of the mind, blinds the heart. There seems to be no escape.”

— Anish KC, wordsintheattic

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“Some memories are not the impulses of mind, but our own very shadow. To escape the mind, running wherever you may be, the shadow is right beneath your feet, perpetually haunting.”

— Anish KC, wordsintheattic

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“To be lonely was honourable, only as long as it didn't kill.”

— Anish KC, wordsintheattic

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Do you fear death?

Why should I? It's just a system update.

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“And what if heart is no longer a heart, but the grave of people that have died in it? My heartbeat really is nothing, but an endless song that mourns.”

— Anish KC, wordsintheattic

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“Darkness holds depth. If it ever wished to be the light, all would be bright, yet obscure. To be whole of what delights oneself, makes one lose owneself. To greed for the entirety of light has also meant that one has to give up on the dream of stars.”

— ANISH KC, wordsintheattic

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"Holding on to such anger, such pain, was counterproductive. Grudges are for humans too small for forgiveness."

-Jade Song, Chlorine

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"something is awakening inside of me. some need or sense of urgency. i feel it creep along my spine. rest its fingertips on my temples. i feel it thrum in every pulse of my blood.

i was made for something more. something of gravity. something with ambition.

i was not made to be quiet and hollowed or subdued. i was made to make this world quiver at my touch.

what do you do when even the rain taps in an unspoken code of persistence?"

-my writing excerpt.

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"When people allow you to know about their pain and talk about it, take your shoes off. It's a holy place. Be humble, be kind when someone shows you vulnerability."

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