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Somewhere in time, I will learn to play this beautiful piece. Again and again. Until I get it right. Again and again.
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My eyes, like two planets of fire, drift in a quiet place of this universe where no one dares to go looking. They blaze, they drown, they vanish into the vastness…And still, they weep for youFor every truth you refuse to witness,For every path you abandon that once led you to me. My heart, weary…
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In this boundless sea of souls, it is yours I know best, not because you told me, nor because another spoke of you, but because knowing the depths of you feels as instinctive as a river knowing its course. How could I ever speak to you as if you were a stranger, when my soul…
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Women like me are hard to love. We are intense, territorial, and unwilling to conform. Our presence challenges the depths of those around us, and we bear the scars of past wounds,wounds of persecution and strength. We are misunderstood and often judged, both hated and adored, sometimes simultaneously. Because we are concerned with crafting a…
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In *Wuthering Heights*, one of my favorite books and films, I understand how Cathy’s life is marked by torment once she decides to leave Heathcliff behind—no matter how hard she tries, she can never seem to reach the soul exaltation she finds when near him. I’ve come to realize that these heroines of love stories…
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“I think everything in life is art. What you do. How you dress. The way you love someone, and how you talk. Your smile and your personality. What you believe in, and all your dreams. The way you drink your tea.How you decorate your home. Or party. Your grocery list. The food you make. How…
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