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merrymanngagne · 4 days
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morepeachyogurt · 2 years
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chen chen, nature poem in ‘when i grow up i want to be a list of further possibilities’
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rosariumpartone · 1 year
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full poem here ♡ 
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mercyll · 1 month
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The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System, Chapter 14, Volume 3 by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu
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broomsick · 1 month
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Þórr spake:
“Answer me, Alvíss! | thou knowest all,
Dwarf, of the doom of men.:
What call they the moon, | that men behold,
In each and every world?"
Alvíss spake:
"Moon with men, Flame | the gods among,
The Wheel in the house of hell;
The Goer the giants, | The Gleamer the dwarfs,
The elves The Teller of Time."
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Þórr spake:
"Answer me, Alvíss! | thou knowest all,
Dwarf, of the doom of men:
What call they the sun, | that all men see,
In each and every world?"
Alvíss spake:
"Men call it Sun, | gods Orb of the Sun,
The Deceiver of Dvalin the dwarfs;
The giants The Ever-Bright, | elves Fair Wheel,
All-Glowing the sons of the gods."
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Alvíssmál - The Lay of Alvis, stanzas 13-16
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solitairequotes · 9 months
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I take the SOLITAIRE.CO.UK Post-it out of my pocket and place it precisely in the centre of the only empty wall in my room.
-𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐢 𝐒𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞 (𝐏𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝟑𝟏)
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mashagal · 1 month
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carl jung, modern man in search of a soul
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averwonders · 2 years
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- Won-pyung Sohn, Almond [trans. by Sandy Joosun Lee]
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thedeification · 10 months
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I’m the one who’s been asking you ––  it hurts to ask –– Who are you? I am orphaned each time the sun goes down.  I can feel cast out from everything and even churches look like prisons.
Rilke, from Book of Hours II, 3
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morepeachyogurt · 5 months
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catrachos, by roy g. guzmán
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ohmehohmai · 2 years
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you tell your mother im sorry, ill pay you back. im sorry, ill clean up the mess. you tell your mother im sorry you spent all that time carbonating me inside yourself just for me to end up the way i am.
you tell your mother im sorry, i love my sadness so immensely, i don’t know who i am without it & what you mean is i have not come home without expecting someone else to be in my spot at the dinner table in so long, im not sure i was ever born to belong in the first place.
Twenty, by Silas Denver Melvin
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xoceansx · 1 year
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Nobody's free without breaking open.
— Time is a Mother by Ocean Vuong
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"That means they're meant to be with us. It's our fate, right?" Orion wondered aloud, his fingers trading over his Mark that started midforearm and rose up until his shirt sleeve hid it from view. No doubt marvelling at the intricate layout he now would forever bear upon his skin.
Selene straightened on the railing, a mixed look crossing her face that had Orion frown slightly.
"Just be careful Orion. Just because they're your soulmate, doesn't mean they are GOOD for you..." And with that hanging between them, she walked away from the rail, no doubt going back to her data pad to continue working.
Orion looked back down to his mark and wondered to himself if Selene had perhaps an inkling as to who her Fated Match was... And if she did, did she truly think that?
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1bonesinthewoods1 · 4 months
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