Deep ache.
I close my eyes.
Pink.
Peace.
Chest vibrating.
Airless.
Is it just a feeling?
I’m holding my breathe.
For something real.
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i will wear my heart on my sleeve
trusting in the universe
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- Portland , OR, United States
- World Citizen. American by birth. Left USA for 4 years of work & travel; returned Aug 2011. Settled down in Portland with my Charlie (Justin) who I met Jan 2012 at the Hatteras lighthouse.
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"And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful that the risk it took to blossom." -Anais Nin
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