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“I can say with great certainty and absolute honesty that I did not know what love was until I knew what love was not.”

— Unknown

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the manner waves constantly crash, no matter the time of day, is so alluring. they simply keep going. with storms rolling in, they carry on with singing along the shoreline, moonlight illuminating their blemished edges. the seagulls rest, facing towards its glory, its elegance. i recognize them. the waves. a beauty so infatuating, so honest, a blessing to be acquaintance with, even in darkness, i search for glimpses.

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at least we’ll share the same moon.

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© Lía Serrano

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i think silence is on of the most beautiful things one can experience in this world. i used to fear it because of you, but now, i admire every moment of it. i love how i can hear faint noises far from me. laughter between two people. the birds singing songs to another. the clicks of my best friend snapping a photo. every chord being played. i can hear the calmness i was able to have after stitching all my scars myself.

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selfish machine.

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my quiet picture

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