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Meraki
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Ongoing, First published Jul 28, 2019
Mature
To all the boys I've dealt before, The Breaker and The Lover 🖤


MERAKI ; This is a word that modern Greeks often use to describe what happens when you leave a piece of yourself (your soul, creativity, or love) in your work. When you love doing something, anything, so much that you put something of yourself into it.
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POETRY THAT STAYS

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You don't really love someone, not until they become the person behind of your poetries. When poetry speaks, it echoes through your soul, lingers in your heart, and dances in your dreams. And... it stays. I wrote poems enough for people to ask, "who hurt you?" -Hugot Queen♥