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these cold white floors are never enough to mirror the purity of your heart or to capture your hands' warmth the intricacy weaved on your clothes and patterns drawn by your feet can never compare to the dancing heart you wear on your sleeve so don't look down every time you fall but hold on to their arms and firm words and calls to yourself, you're imperfect to me, you're emboldened: you don't need to win gold when you're already golden
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Mar 14, 2018
Mar 14, 2018 at 10:25 AM UTC
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these cold white floors are never enough to mirror the purity of your heart or to capture your hands' warmth the intricacy weaved on your clothes and patterns drawn by your feet can never compare to the dancing heart you wear on your sleeve so don't look down every time you fall but hold on to their arms and firm words and calls to yourself, you're imperfect to me, you're emboldened: you don't need to win gold when you're already golden
to hanyu yuzuru for defending his olympic title in the men's figure skating. and to wen junhui for dancing his heart out (and for enjoying himself while ice skating today). to both performers for never giving up. (j.m.)
lunar-love
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Mar 14, 2018
Mar 14, 2018 at 10:25 AM UTC
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