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    The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd; the longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence. All these half-tones of the soul’s consciousness create in us a painful landscape, an eternal sunset of what we are.

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    Stars are not small or gentle.
    They are writhing and dying and burning.
    They are not here to be pretty.
    I am trying to learn from them.

    Caitlyn Siehl, “Sky Poem”  (via dandelion-days)

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