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The piano is not firewood yet
They try to remember but still they forget
That the heart beats in threes
Just like a waltz
And nothing can stop you from dancing

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Love what you have and you’ll have more love
You’re not dying
Everyone knows you’re going to love
Though there’s still no cure for crying

Regina Spektor, Firewood

08/20/12

A Poem for the Red Flower That Found Me

Red Flower A flower in my pathway is a lovely sight to see
Bright red to contrast the day
Brought by the wind to me
And if such beauty lies in random strides
Behind a door
Difficult to open
Held steady as if closed
By the force of a Southern California gale
What surprises might lie
Behind doors we think are closed
But are really just in need
Of our patience, our action, our time

-Charity C. Tran (via intellichick blog)

02/27/12

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[Lend] oneself to ‘hope over self-knowledge’, not for the sake of falling in love with a person, but falling in love with the possibilities of life.

Charity C. Tran, La Vida de Caridad: The New York City Vortex

02/26/12

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Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come.

Anne Lamott, writer

03/29/11

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A Poem for the Red Flower That Found Me

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