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this is how bees make honey: they suck careful nectar from open flowers and bring their bounty back to the hive, where they kiss it from mouth to mouth until it runs thick and sweet. every parent we have ever loved walked this glorious earth gathering nectar from the flowers of their lives, kissing it into the mouths of their children, and now the honey is ours. —AUTHOR UNKNOWN
— 3 hours, 54 min ago
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Selene
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Instead, we had blades to the throat. Poetry books found frozen in the taiga. Arrows through the heart. Great monuments burned to the ground. A sense of both permanence and impermanence. Transient, ephemeral, but also somehow enduring. enduring.
— 3 hours, 43 min ago
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Their personhood was not as simple as a list of definitive attributes and traits, and they had no fixed body to marvel over. What fascinated me, what compelled me so profoundly, was that theirs was a soul in the truest sense. A way of thinking, a way of feeling, their emotional contours shifting with culture and history and experience but never yielding entirely
— 3 hours, 49 min ago
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mum called me a hard-boiled egg last night
she looked like she wanted to die from discomfort
why do I feel like this was your doing
-Gracie Blythe
— Feb 06, 2026 01:34PM
she looked like she wanted to die from discomfort
why do I feel like this was your doing
-Gracie Blythe
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And so, in the absence of any abiding religious convictions, this was the one blind faith I had: that love was a physical force, and it was never wasted. Once it was called out into the universe, it would echo back to us forever.
— Feb 06, 2026 04:36AM
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In truth, a part of me believed that everyone I’d ever loved would come back to me again in another life, in another form. They wouldn’t necessarily know we had met before, and nor would I, but that energy would still thrum between us, that recycled love, that historic bond.
— Feb 06, 2026 04:35AM
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summer deepening always into autumn, winter brightening always into spring, growing new flowers from old roots, and I thought of how it feels to hold you, each season of you, our love blossoming afresh, year after year, century after century, new flowers from old roots, an eternal seed from which life will always bloom —AUTHOR UNKNOWN
— Feb 06, 2026 04:33AM
Selene
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as I gazed upon the first bramble, I thought of how the world reinvents itself year after year, century after century,
— Feb 06, 2026 04:33AM
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“What did you…?” Say, what did you say? I begged my mouth to finish the question, to stay awake long enough to hear this new answer, but I was slipping, slipping, slipping, and there, in a grave colder than Mars, next to the soul I’d loved for a hundred lives and lost in every one, we took our final breath beneath the indifferent stars.
— Feb 06, 2026 04:32AM
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“I love you, and I have loved you, and I will love you,” he whispered, hoarse, tortured. My throat ached. “I love you, and I have loved you, and I will love you.” Then, very seriously, he added, “I hope we don’t have to eat frozen reindeer in the next life.”
— Feb 06, 2026 04:30AM
