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so this is how we love all goodbyes and apologies and lips mapping freckle to freckle like a cartographer pinpointing places that deserve to be named and remembered so this is how we hurt carving scars onto scars and diving headfirst into every space in the universe that would take us, that would welcome our pain with open arms and say, *there is more of that here, come get your fill* so this is how we heal in the strangest of places, like unfamiliar suns and mattresses made of feathery limbs, we find rest and each other and we learn to say *no, that is enough, this is where our hurt ends*
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Feb 27, 2016
Feb 27, 2016 at 10:55 PM UTC
so this is how we come home
so this is how we love all goodbyes and apologies and lips mapping freckle to freckle like a cartographer pinpointing places that deserve to be named and remembered so this is how we hurt carving scars onto scars and diving headfirst into every space in the universe that would take us, that would welcome our pain with open arms and say, *there is more of that here, come get your fill* so this is how we heal in the strangest of places, like unfamiliar suns and mattresses made of feathery limbs, we find rest and each other and we learn to say *no, that is enough, this is where our hurt ends*
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Feb 27, 2016
Feb 27, 2016 at 10:55 PM UTC
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