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God, please protect me while I turn my dreams into reality.

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Christa Wolf, from her novel titled "Cassandra," originally published in 1983

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Reblog to give a trans woman an embrace so warm and loving that you feel her shoulders drop and her body finally relax a little

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an old friend

can i call you that?

an old friend?

we’ve been recent strangers

until now when our eyes met again

i remember the first time i saw you

pierced by your clear gaze

who would ever forget that color?

i’ll admit i wasn’t kind

i didn’t know how to communicate with you

with my conscience blind and ego high

back then i never knew

it wasn’t that soon

i had a gripe with you

you were cocky and smart

how did you steal my heart?

life pulled us in separate ways

close yet so far at times

now the stars have aligned

and you stand in front of my line

here i lie with you

telling stories of our youth

did you remember me fondly

from way back when?

i touched that thread countless times

in dreams awake and asleep

with you pulling the other end

was this your mind all along?

i know mine had a play too

but now you can see

i fell first

hard in love with you

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i love august

Christa Wolf, from her essay collection titled "One Day a Year: 1960–2000," originally published in 2003

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I think of you often and my love is with you wherever you are.

August 2nd, 1963 Anne Sexton: A Self-Portrait in Letters First published: 1977

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Marina Tsvetaeva, from a letter to Boris Pasternak featured in Letters, Summer 1926

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The only way out is through.

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ya gotta stop caring what people think and start being extremely weird. but never cruel. i think that might save you