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asinglefabric · 4 days
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The heart's other half
Half
of
the heart
wants
someone's
hands
encasing
you
in
a web
of
desire,
the heart
filling
the breast
lifting
you
to
infinity,
but
the heart's
other
half
wants
you
standing
alone,
naked,
complete
in
yourself.
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asinglefabric · 11 days
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Your mind's inner vacuum
You
can
remove
the debris
in
your
mind's
inner
vacuum,
your
desires
stumbling,
your
beliefs
loosening
up,
your
thinning
hopes,
but
cutting
away
all
you
ever
wanted
does
not
save
you
from
always
wanting.
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asinglefabric · 29 days
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The shining moon
The spinning
world
is
slowing
down,
held
back
by
the weight
of
the moon,
the reluctant
tides,
our
endless
wants,
our
wasted
days,
the shining
moon
hangs
heavy
over
the world
we
help
to
fail.
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asinglefabric · 2 months
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An invisible cliff
Everywhere
next
to
the world
is
an invisible
cliff
we
cannot
feel,
all
that
we
know
cannot
keep
us
from
stumbling
over
the edge,
crashing
far
away
in
black
depths,
becoming
as
we
fall
the purified
soul
of
all
creation.
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asinglefabric · 2 months
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Our shuddering breath
All
that
we
feel
yearns
to
go
outside.
Outside
our
windows
our
far-reaching
hopes
are
soaked
up
by
the world
that
expands
from
inside
out,
widening
with
our
shuddering
breath.
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asinglefabric · 3 months
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Imperfect voids
You
lift
your
feelings,
you
take
hope
out,
you
want
a full
life
to
give
away
to
the world,
you
build
a soul
out
of
imperfect
voids
you
have
within
you,
all
to
give
away
to
the world.
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asinglefabric · 3 months
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A tiny gear
A part
holds
the whole
within
itself,
what
we
do
holds
the world
within
us,
a tiny
gear
inside
us
starts
up
the endless
gears
of
creation,
the world
is
made
by
us
partial
beings.
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asinglefabric · 4 months
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Our limping world
The unknown
source
of
things
can't
be
seen
in
the jetblack
darkness
but
we
feel
it
trembling,
we
can
only
hope
the truth
emerges
from
the impenetrable
veil
to
hold
our
limping
world.
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asinglefabric · 5 months
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Boundless
All
your
wants
keep
your
soul
unsettled
not
being
what
it
really
is,
open
to
boundlessness,
immeasurable,
unadorned,
permanent,
for
which
you
drop
all
you
have
turned
into.
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asinglefabric · 6 months
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The rocky shore
We
fear
the force
we
are
made
of.
We
want
to
be
unyielding
as
the rocky
shore,
but
the endless
restlessness
of
the world
makes
us
perishable
as
the rushing
waves.
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asinglefabric · 7 months
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The dangerous stars
We
have
all
the advantages
of
the bountiful
world,
the thick
air
separating
us
from
the dangerous
stars,
our
sturdy
bodies
tying
down
our
lost
souls,
but
we
always
want
more,
afraid
of
our
helplessness.
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asinglefabric · 8 months
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A wide door
My
lover's
death
sends
forth
a flower
suffocating
the world,
our
breaths
interrupted,
precious
blossoms
from
our
past
dry
up
in
our
souls.
We
go
together
through
a wide
door,
but
only
I
end
up
on
barren
uncaring
streets,
lost
in
perpetuity.
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asinglefabric · 8 months
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Thick roots
Thick
roots
guard
the trees
against
the hollow
wind,
unseen
knots
guard
the
world
against
our
endless
yearning,
our
hopes
shackled,
unspent,
unfinished,
we
can't
ever
get
ready
to
die.
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asinglefabric · 9 months
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The empty air
Flowers
open
in
the empty
air,
storms
gather
in
the empty
air,
the hard
world
becomes
all
it
isn't
yet
in
the empty
air
losing
the past
we
wanted
so
much,
our
lush
tears
fall
in
the empty
air.
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asinglefabric · 9 months
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The full world
We
want
the world
to
be
full,
bulging
out
at
the edges,
drenching
us
in
daylight,
the night
holding
us
close,
but
when
we
die
we
will
want
soaring
majesty
for
the first
time.
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asinglefabric · 10 months
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The barren night
It
is
not
enough
that
the bright
world
captures
us
making
us
who
we
are,
but
holding
back
the intimacy
of
our
souls,
the bright
world
starts
us
dying,
our
burning
up
from
within,
like
stars
burn
up
in
the barren
night.
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asinglefabric · 10 months
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Distant oceans
The world
is
full
of
wanting,
the ocean
waves
clamoring,
the wind
twirling
the crowns
of
palm
trees,
the unblinking
sky
bathing
us
in
light,
the ocean
calling
to
distant
oceans
no
matter
how
far
away.
Being
put
there
is
all
it
takes
to
make
the world
wanting.
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