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Hope is a wounded seagull perched on a blue cliff in mid storm. It is the beautiful girl giving you a smile and words that smell like midnight lilies. Hope is the nadir of this imperfect world.      

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“Language is not like the sun,
heating and scorching
but like the moon
keeping secrets
and the arcane magic of the night
throwing stars
in the lilacs’ claws
till dawn.” -Iulia Halatz

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