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 Aug 27 Antonia
Syomone
I’m having
A great time
With myself
I love myself
I do
For the
First time
In my life
I can cry
I love myself
I’m learning
To love myself
More
See, going
Get my nails & feet done
That not loving yourself
That’s just
Maintenance
You ain’t by
Yourself
With
Yourself
When you get
By
Yourself
Sometimes
The thoughts
Would be
So loud
You can’t even
Stand you
Own
Self
i am every word i have dared to utter and i am every word i have kept quiet
i am my heart and the courage it needs to beat again and again
i am every time i have said ‘i love you’ and ‘thank you’ and ‘i am sorry’
and i am every poem i have read and listened to and watched
i am the flowers you planted in my heart when you smiled
i am alive
i am the coffee my mother brews
(i no longer brew it myself.
i got burned once by the flame and no longer use matches.)
which is to say, i am afraid
(of fire. of burning. of breaking.)
i have forgotten to be brave
(have i?)
remind me of the courage in fire
(my heart.)
the light
the warmth
love.
(they are worth the burns.)

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