I breathe words
like oxygen
in order to remember
why it's still worth
living
- a poet's thoughts
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PoetryS O W E D: Words planted to grow into love. Highest Rank - #1 in POETRY The bravest thing I've ever done was not forgetting how to love myself when everyone else did
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I breathe words
like oxygen
in order to remember
why it's still worth
living
- a poet's thoughts
🌸
