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 20h Maria
Liana
And I'm cold in my bed
Tired
Pillow covered in tears because that's where they're used to falling
And I just want to be loved

And I know I am by my friends
And my family
But I want to be stuck in someone's head
And I want them to rub my arm and make me a little bit less cold
And maybe have my tears land on their shoulder instead

I want to be the poem and not the poet for once
 20h Maria
nivek
trading this for that
a skill a stone

beads for fish
a song for dance

fire for ice
silence for words.
 20h Maria
Cadmus
They asked me once,
“Why do you always take the hard path?”

I said,
“It’s not that I choose it
It’s just the only path I see.”

Not all of us are given options.

Some roads are rough
because that’s all there is.
Sometimes, life doesn’t offer a choice between easy and hard - it simply gives a road, and we walk it.
Why
Interrupt
Your
Enemy
While
He's
Making
A
Mistake.
War
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