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Come my love, we'll dance till our feets no longer touch the ground.
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I'm hoping to love myself one day, but I'm getting perished in the process!
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To walk down the night through the stars, just to melt in the mellow morning beams, peeping out through the fog!
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How can I call it love if it doesn't destroy me?
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My spirit has grown heavy and my knees too weak to carry me, that once were quick to dance as fawns.
-Sappho
My longing weeps for everything. My longing shoots back at me, to kill or to be killed.
-Mahmoud Darwish, Fewer Roses 1986
I tore my flesh until it oozed out poetries.
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Art - Kawai Gyokudo (1873-1957)