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a girl made of music, memories, marigolds, and the moon ~ @lostinasong77 & @shanaonthepiano on Twitter
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finding beauty and meaning in what remains
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Her words were so cold I didn’t hear them until the spring thaw.
October 20, 2025 at 2:27 PM
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words make worlds
remember that
September 28, 2025 at 3:48 PM
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the moon and the stars
October 2, 2025 at 3:13 AM
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making me smile is my favorite
love language
October 3, 2025 at 2:44 PM
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fall is a delicate time, the soft often taken by the sky
October 3, 2025 at 2:21 PM
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But seriously, go sit with the sky
October 6, 2025 at 12:22 AM
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October 4, 2025 at 8:34 AM
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some days my heart feels too warm in me
October 8, 2025 at 12:09 AM
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your fire honey
October 9, 2025 at 2:55 AM
good evening pretty little thing with your cotton candy clouds
September 29, 2025 at 1:22 AM
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Obscure poems…
September 12, 2025 at 4:32 AM
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What the fuck?
October 16, 2023 at 4:40 PM
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Where am I?
October 14, 2023 at 10:24 PM
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Love is revolution. I felt it. I lived it. I will live it again.
(new music after 14 months)
April 4, 2025 at 12:39 PM
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hanging by a single thread you see the light
April 8, 2025 at 2:22 PM
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when a violin is played a certain way, it sounds like a hundred hearts breaking, beautifully and all at once
June 22, 2025 at 2:12 PM
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Caravaggio,carissimo❤️‍🔥

Il suonatore di liuto, c.1595
(detraglio)
August 21, 2025 at 2:07 PM
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Matilija Poppy, 1976

Beth van Hoesen
August 19, 2025 at 12:08 AM
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We look at the world once,
in childhood. The rest is memory.

Louise Glück
Nostos
August 19, 2025 at 12:22 AM
i wanna be dirty with you then talk about the stars for three hours
August 22, 2025 at 3:42 AM
he thought it's over
- life maybe,
or just the moment,
the breath he was chasing,
(it’s a beautiful mess, baby),
but then he thought it meant finding you
& how he waited to
have you in his arms,
in a sundress,
three days in may
& how the songs
you listened to
have never
sounded the same
August 22, 2025 at 3:41 AM
no matter what, i hope you never forget when we danced
August 22, 2025 at 3:37 AM
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Slow Dance.

© Ron Hicks
August 18, 2025 at 3:01 PM
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the beautiful and the forgotten
joy division songs cycling without end
and the hungry poets know you‘ve tried
October 16, 2024 at 7:47 AM