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love

from the time the sun rises

to the time it sets

my heart is filled with love for you

and you make my mind a mess

I know you are the one for me

the way your smile lights up a room

and your laughter brings me joy

I will love you till our doom

I will never let you go

I will hold you when you're down

for your life gives me life

and your sadness makes me frown

my eyes light up with joy

whenever you are around

I hope you see the way I feel

or crazy I might sound

yes you are the one for me

no one else compares

I will hold open doors for you

and play with your hair

I love you

it's true

and I hope you love me too

because I cannot bare

a life without you

-gonk

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Eyes of fire

Blazing and smoldering

Reduced to dying embers

A fierce flame

A cozy hearth

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Do you ever

Lay in the grass

To gaze at the fluffy clouds

Moving across the bright blue sky

Twisting and turning

With the gentle breeze

To feel the grass blades

Flickering through your fingers

Their green chlorophyll

Stuck under your nails

Leaving remnants for a few minutes

Leaving memories for a lifetime

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Do you ever

Sit on the floor of your shower

Not to cry or scream

But to let the spray of water

Cleanse what soap cannot

To tilt your face towards

The powerful droplets

And smile

Knowing that this is what

Peace feels like

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“The universe may forget us, but our light will brighten the darkness for eons after we’ve departed this world. The universe may forget us, but it can’t forget us until we’re gone, and we’re still here, our futures still unwritten. We can choose to sit on our asses and wait for the end, or we can live right now. We can march to the edge of the void and scream in defiance. Yell out for all to hear that we do matter. That we are still here, living our absurd bullshit lives, and nothing can take that away from us. Not rogue comets, not black holes, not the heat death of the universe. We may not get to choose how we die, but we can choose how we live. The universe may forget us, but it doesn’t matter. Because we are the ants, and we’ll keep marching on.”

— Shaun David Hutchinson, We Are the Ants

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