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you will need your own goals, dreams, and curiosities to lean back on when the loneliness unfolds and when the world loses its appeal you'll need something else to focus on while you're healing from past mistakes you have the power to let power consume you.

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going through a ego death …..

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I don’t understand love.

I just know where it lives.

I know how it feels when it enters a room

how the air softens,

how silence stops feeling empty.

I recognize it in small things…

in gentleness that doesn’t ask to be noticed,

in presence that doesn’t need to perform.

I can’t explain it.

I can’t define it.

But I know when it’s there

and I know when it’s missing.

Maybe that’s enough for now…..

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So many films to watch..... knowledge to obtain.... books to read.... music to discover.... people to meet...... but only one life..….. smh

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5th grade mrs green made us do a report on james baldwin for black history month and something in me just stayed different after that i didn’t just read it like schoolwork i felt it like writing could actually hold life not just explain it.

been in love with words ever since.

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Black joy is never just joy. It’s memory, survival, rhythm. I love bringing our people together

Juneteenth / NoMi.

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how’d you find your therapist?

i found her through my insurance. we come from the same kind of background which was cool it made feel safe opening up

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Worked on a string section tonight.

It sounded like my feelings finally found a place to go.

everything I’ve been holding in…

I love music too much for how honest it makes me.

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yesterday my therapist said sometimes i really am the problem.

not as judgment just as fact sitting there calm unbothered like it didn’t need my agreement to be true

she said most people spend their lives softening themselves in their own memory… rewriting what hurt so they can keep living inside it.

i don’t really know how to do that.

i usually recognize myself in the silence. in the distance i called protection. in the ego that showed up before love could speak.

she said honesty like that will carry me forward, if i let it.

i’ve been thinking about how strange it is

to become someone who can look at themselves clearly

and not look away.

not innocence.

just truth.

and the willingness to stay with it.

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[qwestleon]

Happy Mother’s Day to the living poetry that is my mother To the woman who made softness feel like strength thank you for being my first home, my first prayer, and my first understanding of unconditional love.

You carried me with a grace this world could never dim, turning struggle into song, survival into something beautiful.

If there is light in me, it is because you kept it burning.

If there is love in me, it is because you first made it real.

I am me because you are you.

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more prayers less pride

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been loving the version of me I avoid

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i kept leaving God kept staying