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To you — Yes, you— I hope you take up some space in this world. With your body, your voice, your enormous bleeding heart— in the beautiful imperfect way that only you can. I hope you stay weird, and make mistakes, and get lost, and laugh way too loud, while you are out there being you. I will love you for all of your messiness, for simply trying to stay you— in a world that keeps trying to make you some smaller version of who you were always destined to be.
Salve
Saying Thank You
My Dearest One
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