what is difference

we bury the dead beneath the ground 

and look up towards the sky to reach them, 

and we dare say there is a distinction in direction 

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h1221hm1

VT

19 years old

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  • Poetry

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    the sky and the rock

    you do not have to look 
    at the moon 
    to know she is full.

    she is my sister, 
    full 
    more than full 
    more than infinite 
    more than 
    the line between the rock and the sky

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  • Nonfiction

    By h1221hm1

    My Golden Friend

    Have you ever met someone who truly feels like your other half? Who completes you? Not even romantically, I mean even a friend who mirrors your soul, reflecting back the sweetest parts. Well, I met one of these people last spring.

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