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Three Goblin Art
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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“Hold Me”
Emmet Gowin The Khazneh from the Sîq, Petra (Jordan) 1985 Gelatin silver print
The bruises I wore ran deeper than I could see, but I wore them because the thought of you not being with me was frightening.
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I hold you to a promise.
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I never thought that yo could be your 2 am story. Sorry I keep falling asleep. I’m still here. I’m listening.
I know you’re scared. I’m scared too. But there’s no one that would rather be with at the end of the day. You’re afraid to start all over. I am too. I would never hurt you. I can’t sit and wait for your response. But the only thing I can do is just wait because I have given you me and what you do with me it’s entirely up to you. Give me a chance. I could be good with you. Always.
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I would never hurt you.
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I laugh now because I’m stronger.
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You fixed your eyes on us.
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When I saw your eyes, the raging ocean inside my heart found tranquility.
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I couldn’t wait to go to sleep because to be with you tomorrow was all I ever wanted. I was afraid to dream because I felt the moment I were to drift away into the abyss, I wouldn’t be able to reach you.
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For the longest time my head was buried in the maps of the city, but you make me look up and see.
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You told me how much you cared with ten thousand words that I couldn’t hear, couldn’t hear, could only feel the whipping wind whispering across my cheek.
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Sometimes you have to hold your breath.
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Generation Y
I am a millennial. Generation Y. Born between the birth of AIDS and 9/11, give or take. They call us the Global Generation. We are known for our entitlement and narcissism. Some say it’s because we’re the first generation where a kid gets a trophy just for showing up. Others think it’s because social media allows us to post every time we fart or have a sandwich for all the world to see. But it seems that our one defining trait is a numbness to the world, an indifference to suffering.
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