Love will find you even inside the fog. Even when the lighthouse lamp is tired from scrolling and searching for your dingy in the bay; love will find you and pull you to the sand.
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What if I let it all in?
In the cafe, I am the junkie, drinking a bowl of bean caffeine. I am addicted to happiness. It is my safest place. I am afraid of my sadnes...
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The word loses its meaning once repeated across this page a s every job I have ever had has lost its meaning once repea... -
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