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herigo · 4 months

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ur-daily-inspiration · 4 months

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Bye 2023 Hello 2024

#words #quotes #books #book quotes #dark academia #light academia #photography #new year #happy new year #2024 #inspiration #motivation #goals #black and white #chaos academia #adulthood #naturecore #cottagecore

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click54366546456 · 1 year

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#tagging #comments #tumblr things #i try #touch grass #random #spilled ink #poem #photographers on tumblr #bedroom #books #mine new #new poem #new photography and words #my room is not empty — like my body mind heart soul & spirit #tags

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sandmoonyelse · 7 months

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The first light of day awakens, An image fades, painful trace Flowers stand in their virginal whiteness I don't know about tomorrow In that new dawn I was alive

#photographer on tumblr #poetic photography #words poetry #nature #landscape #new dawn

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amomentoftimeandword · 8 months

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Aug. 13, 2023- Sandbar Shark (aka Roughskin Shark or Brown Shark)

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kumsal-thingss · 7 months

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Harika bir boşvermişliğin içindeyim. Bundan sonra her şey keyfim için...

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profanityandprose · 1 year

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“To make an end is to make a beginning.”

— T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets.

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cavalierzee · 13 days

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Eid In Gaza

In Gaza’s streets, where children played,

Their laughter silenced, dreams betrayed.

Eid’s joy now shrouded in despair,

For little ones no longer there.

Their innocence, a casualty of war,

Their absence felt, forevermore.

On this day of Eid, our hearts weep,

For the children lost in rubble sleep.

May their spirits find eternal peace,

And their memories bring sweet release.

In Gaza’s loss, we hold them near,

Their absence felt, their presence dear.

By Khalissee

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sonreyes · 10 months

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the first home and all that came after held the point of origin a single cell and the rest were replicated multiplied beyond recognition though they don’t exist inside I carry them faces; frames given by my father and mother I’ve split them all apart and scattered them into the sea I saw the sea torch the sky I saw the wind make the trees kneel streetlamps resembling trembling embers the night creeps in like a cat and the morning stretches and yawns after the fireflies turn back into stars life always tends to move on taking in everything I could be I carried it in myself In every hereafter and after

//everything I can be by: alec prado// //Photo Courtesy of: Thomashavlik on Instagram//

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herigo · 3 months

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ur-daily-inspiration · 4 months

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#happy new year #motivation #inspiration #photography #gif #gifs #aesthetic #naturecore #books #book #words #quotes #2024 #landscape #paradise #nature #adventure #explore #travel #travelling

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canihaveyouback · 1 month

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what's in his heart??

He laughs a lot but never stays happy. He talks a lot but never talks about what's in his heart. You aren't in his heart. You are his heart, and you took it while you went away.

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thisismori · 6 months

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In this newfound world, the boundaries of your reality blur, and the line between dreams and waking life dissolves. No longer do you need to conjure fictional landscapes to escape to, for you have found a tangible connection with another soul—a connection that transcends the confines of fantasy. With them, you embark on a journey of profound depth, where your words are met with genuine understanding and your desires are embraced as if they were their own. They have the remarkable ability to breathe life into love songs, infusing them with renewed meaning. It's as though they've emerged from the pages of a storybook, too incredible to be real, yet unequivocally genuine.

Her presence, ethereal and enigmatic, possesses the ineffable power to unfurl the fragile strands of life's intricate tapestry, unveiling a truth I had perpetually denied. How had I remained so impervious to her existence, to the symphony of words she wove around me with the delicacy of a silken cocoon? Every utterance she bestowed upon me resonated as a harmonious, melodic embrace, carefully tending to the fractured pieces of my heart, healing the wounds I had concealed from the unfeeling world.

From the obscurity of the shadows, she emerged as a silent guardian, an ever-watchful sentinel who had observed me from a distance, enduring with patience the celestial alignment of cosmic forces that would, at long last, converge our divergent paths. In her presence, I unearthed a sanctuary—a sacred haven where I could shed the armor I had worn to shield my vulnerabilities from the probing eyes of the world for an eternity. With her, I experienced a sensation previously unfathomed; I felt heard, seen, and comprehended in ways that transcended mere mortal understanding.

She conveyed her emotions, not through the customary language of prosaic affection, but through the artistry of metaphors, wherein each word bore a cryptic, underlying significance. In those moments, it was as though she possessed the extraordinary ability to read me between the lines, deciphering the intricate poetry of my very existence.

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questionablequalia · 5 months

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In Bloom

You were the spring

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I was the flower in bloom

Joel Lester // Hymns, Proverbs, Poems, and Prophecy.

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profanityandprose · 1 year

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“For last years words belong to last years language, and next years words await another voice.”

— T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets.

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