the focus
of someone’s
attention . . .
a moment
as someone’s
deep desire.
fleeting
but somehow
meeting . . . a need.
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I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance. (ee cummings) You need chaos in your soul to give birth to a dancing star. (Nietzsche)
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- Some days are filled with laughter. Some days my heart breaks a little. And some days I'm simply in awe.
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