loneliness
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Trying to find pieces of what I am in the dark, lonely, quiet, snowy nights of a silent season. Learning to be alone and to love it. Reaching for words in the disquiet of quiet. In search of myself while lost in myself. Like standing as the single being on a world my own. None Continue reading
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Week 30: alone(ness)
Why do certain days seem to haunt some deep part of us? A sense of loss pervades. Or of losing something not yet received. The belief that what we desire will never come to pass. How does one cease to feed this beast? Everyone is alone in the world. We are only to have pieces Continue reading
a kingdom built of seeds 