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The Anti-venom

Oh the irony! The serpent whom I once pardoned the wrath of my shaft now hisses at me. And the real joke is that it failed to fathom that I hold the anti-venom all along!

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Greater Capacity

perhaps every unheard cry every fall is an invitation to heal and to love in greater capacity. #WordsByMadhur

All that matters is that we are all held

I have learned to love you from afar. I have learned to love you as you clutch another's arm. It's easy because I never wanted you for myself, I only wanted to hold you so you fel

Your Hands Are Red

Your hands are red, And there’s a knife in my back. Blood shed by blood, A war within a home. What is it about my blood, That gets you so drunk? Is it that I am my M

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