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When does a war end? When can I say your name and have it mean only your name and not what you left behind?

Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous

#quotes #words #literature #q #lit #ocean vuong #on earth we're briefly gorgeous #Amanda #poetry

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“Do you love me” are you aware that my heart is trying to crawl out of my chest to get to you

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Forugh Farrokhzad, from Let Us Believe In the Beginning of the Cold Season; "On Loving,"

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— Albert Camus, from Notebooks, 1951-1959

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Sylvia Plath, from "Initiation" in Johnny Panic and the Bible of Dreams: Short Stories, Prose and Diary Excerpts

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My only goal in life right now is to be happy. Genuinely, intensely and consistently happy, regardless of what that looks like to others.

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Rati Saxena, from a poem titled "Mountain Nights," featured in Not a muse : the inner lives of women : a world poetry anthology

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Winter Landscape with Castle in the Mountains by Albert Bredow

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Timo Wuerz, “Geisterjäger John Sinclair #268: Wikkas Rache”

original art for vinyl picture disc A-side — acrylic painting, 2025

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felt ok but then remembered

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My words travel such great distances to reach both heart and soul. I often wonder if you can feel them. I'm not sure how or in what manner. Do they trace across your flesh as a warm and gentle breeze in spring? Are they a faint whisper late at night when you are all alone? Or do they feel as a small flame burning deep within? I simply do not know as these are secrets kept hidden between two hearts long since parted. I can only hope you still feel me beat within your chest and my kiss upon your brow. I can only hope. ~ B.T.