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“I could feel the tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in a glass that is unsteady and too full.”
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“Do you think that I count the days? There is only one day left, always starting over: it is given to us at dawn and taken away from us at dusk.”
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“She seems to always get it
To have become adept at empathy
Always giving excuses for people who’ve aggrieved her
To the point it’s hard for her to hit back when necessary
All because she assumes she ‘understands’
Then, one day . . .
She finally stands up for herself
At that moment, she revels in the natural instinct of self-preservation
She realises all this while the power she’s been withholding
In a transcendent moment of epiphany
It’s all beautiful ‘cause
Now, she can get back to empathy with understanding, rather, than without.”
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To have become adept at empathy
Always giving excuses for people who’ve aggrieved her
To the point it’s hard for her to hit back when necessary
All because she assumes she ‘understands’
Then, one day . . .
She finally stands up for herself
At that moment, she revels in the natural instinct of self-preservation
She realises all this while the power she’s been withholding
In a transcendent moment of epiphany
It’s all beautiful ‘cause
Now, she can get back to empathy with understanding, rather, than without.”
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“I understood myself only after I destroyed myself. And only in the process of fixing myself, did I know who I really was.”
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“Tell me about the oceans and how they've changed in you. About lemongrass and the summer storms coming in off your shoreline. About the waters that have carved canyons in your bones.”
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