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plates
So many going at once -- plates on poles On one there is my lunch -- hungry down to the soul.
religious
I was raised with religious beliefs, but, once I started asking questions, I religiously raised those beliefs above my head and tossed them into the canyon. I can still hear their echo, though.
beginning
This is the beginning. The start. The first step. You are the earliest bird of the day. Get up. Get out. Get going.
stencil
Just an outline. A guide. Shows not where to go, but how to get there. The path to take is yours to choose.
tandem
Too much in tandem damns them and demands men to man the ten tense dens.
diverse
Never the same sight in one glance. Take another, and it's changed more drastically than you may be able to perceive. In constant flux, yet always in the same position. Such juxtaposition. Such a confliction.
never
Never? Pfft. Never isn't just a word. It's an idea. Never is the hope your fears don't come true. Never is envy taking an intangible form. Never is regret wielding an iron shield. Never helps us. Never protects us. Never riles us up. But, Never is NOT just a word.
grateful
I'm so grateful for the things I've never had like a sane mom or a forgiving dad The relationships that didn't end bad or all those days that I wasn't sad
cutlery
He took the blade of his knife and placed it against her throat. His other hand clutched the hair at the top of her skull. He screamed warnings and threats. She could only silently comply in hopes her attacker would not take her life.
lofty
The cost was high, but she knew that it would pay off in the end. She knew the pain she would go through. The nights wrought with worry. The hours of unrelenting agony. But that will all mean nothing once she holds the newborn babe in her arms.
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