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I know the bottom, she says. I know it with my great tap root;
It is what you fear.
I do not fear it: I have been there.
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"I wrote a poem about it, and then threw it away, because that’s the last thing I need right now: More words dedicated to people who will never dedicate a single thing to me."
- Thought Catalog (via
wanduring
)
(Source:
koizoraa
)
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