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Sometimes, I’m twenty and drinking mediocre coffee from a Styrofoam cup with perforated smoke whispering out and I’m looking through the refrigerator, wondering how long I can take to waste my time. With breakfast, with a shower, with life. Sometimes, it’s 2 am and my eyes are heavy but so is my heart and nothing anyone says fixes the way dreams carry memories I could have sworn were forgotten. And then there are those times the leaves dry up and die beneath my steps as I’m trying to catch my breath in the midst of this heart wrenching pursuit of joy and living. Because even when we chose to turn away, our backs still had time to say “don’t let go."
Posted on: Sun, 15 Sep 2013 19:30:29 +0000

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