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There is glass on the floor; coloured: red, blue, yellow, green shards of broken glass. My feet bleed. The sun shines as if nothing has...

I didn't realize it would be this hard to nurture all the things I hold dear, and at the same time allow myself to thrive. Let me do...

I have love to give. It tumbles out of me in bright globules, ready to burst. I have love to give and I give it.    I have love to give...