The Muses sing and write for a longing to Olympus. Eurydice tries to outrun the snake and is saved by her love in Hades. A person makes themself the hero in their story. To find home. To find their way back to where they belong. That is not always a place but a person. And I’ve found mine.
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When you fall for a particular person, you can only think of their visage. Their smile, their laughter, their sadness, their anger, and most importantly, the way they look at you when they catch you looking back.
Life’s most envious treasures are just them.
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When one hand holds the weapon to fight back against your oppressor and the other holds the key to the door to your future, which one will you choose?
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The emotions that we carry are but a drop in a vast ocean. But sometimes, that ocean feels like a lake and that drop can feel like it’s drowning.
Follow the lighthouse, little drop. You will find your way back home.
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When the less becomes more, the calm lessens the storm and they will rise to bring peace back to your tides.
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How can one tread the darkness without their light at their side?
And how can one not be terrified when they yell into the darkness but there is no echo or reverberation. Just nothing. An eery silence of nothing but quaking and shivering.
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