What I Thought I needed

I like rainy days because they don’t carry any weight to them It seems that the earth can just take a break and be without any expectations but to grow and nurture itself The flowers are blooming the way I imagine myself. Slowly- with a great silent effort, and then? All at once. “It makes […]

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008// When does Compassion Become Naivety

I tuck the people I meet into hidden parts of myself and they get lost; preserving their goodness in me like flower petals hidden in a book. They are pressed perfectly in time this way and in so doing I am unable to hold onto the ugly. I see only the parts of them that are fragile, […]

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