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"Perhaps today you just sit there, on the floor, counting the broken pieces of yourself.

This is still prayer.
You are still sacred.
Some days, this is what holy will look like.
How you resurrect yourself again."


Uff

"After all, the universe is a kindly ancient thing.
It gave love as a mother tongue to every being."

This means so much to me. If I don't know how to speak, I always know how to love

"As much as people say, 'You do not have to do this alone,' know that there are some things you must do alone - like find each part of you that no one has known how to love, hold it as it cries, and love it anyway."

"I, too, hope to be that confident in a love.
Someone who I know will still love me,
even if I do not run to them

every time they call."

I’m rarely in the mood for poetry but I do appreciate Nikita’s prose and general earnest.