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all the mystic sees
a border in its influence
once uncovered peace

no warning of what was to come
when my phoenix finally burst from the ashes
soaring in her red-tipped winged glory
it was not enough to burn and soar once
more battles awaited, more blood to be shed,
more of me to be burnt, more heights to soar

You are..........the mirror that holds everything of this imperfect me.

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sometimes sunset hues
smeared across the sky
reminds me of memories
that we will never make

you are.……….. the one who sprinkles sweetness in my soul

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the emptiness inside of me could fill the universe

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You are....
You always will be....

it is enough for me
I will rest in this truth

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β€œAn eye for an eye will only
make the whole world blind.”
~ Mahatma Gandhi

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The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty; not knowing what comes next.

Ursula K. Le Guin

dreams cast spells lovingly
reality shatters it violently

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That thrill of first touch
their shy hands to hair and skin
every morning,
meteors blaze water to
new earths where old bodies swim

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Fries in her left hand
Lollipop dipped in ketchup
Toddler dinner time

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My translation, from Polish, of a tragic poem by Tadeusz Borowski, one of the most chilling Holocaust poets I've ever read. Backstory in thread

"You will not come back to me. Neither
will the fog-drunken wind return.
The dead won't rise from common graves,
the brittle ash cannot unburn...."

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