where it was

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look at yourself,
and hold onto yourself,
and love yourself,
above everything else. please. if you're just even trying, i am so proud of you for that, because i know how hard it is.
this is a first step,
up a hill,
past the tide,
on the moon,
this is a first step, and it is amazing. you have the entire strength of the ocean on your side, and nothing is going to stop you.
it'll all fall into place somehow,
and yes you'll get a little broken along the way but there's nothing left that can't be fixed.
trust and tell the truth.
there is so much of you i want to know, i feel as if i've made a new discovery.
you write like obsidian dipped in chocolate
and i wish you were all sweet and less pain, but i know life will never be easy for people like us.
but keep writing,
because you are poetry,
whether you know it or not.

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