Some lights never die—they shimmer softly in the dusk of memory.
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You shimmer still within my dusk, a faded gleam in memory’s husk.
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Joy can slip like wind, but the tether of memory holds fast.
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The darkest nights are softened by the memory of a steady, guiding light.
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Murderers of nations wear suits, not remorse. They don’t sleep, they rest in their own toxic silence.
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Do not be angry with the dormant friends you have on Facebook and on social media who do not LIKE or comment on your statuses and pictures, and do not congratulate you on your birthday. See them just as the regular passengers you meet every morning on the train and bus on your way to work, and with whom you do not exchange greetings ? the only thing you share being just passengers on board the same train and bus. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
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Friends are like websites. There are some you visit more than the others. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
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Tomorrow is pregnant. So, make the best of today. Live well, act well, speak well. Conduct and compose and comport yourself very well.
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Resistance is far more powerful than we are
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Really, war has few faces...if there were more, there would be far less numbers. Faces, with hearts and families.
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As the unstoppable, golden, morning sun journeys across the same old path across the great sky, may you find renewed strength to walk, once again, on the old path of life.
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Life is uncertain; we are here one minute and gone the next. Forgive quickly, love deeply, live fully, and laugh often. Tomorrow is promised to no one.
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"A broken gate in the cemetery holds many memories."
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Not every moment deserves to become a memory. Some deserve to stay alive.
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I hope you rest today, for your deep slumber has abandoned you forevermore.
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Fine fabric of poetry closer
the frayed edges of language, loose
threads of thought we light, to keep
from unraveling. What lasting value,
if any at all, rises in the smoke, is
sustained by memory of the lyrical
flash.
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"What worthy upshot holds in store
is integrity which counts for more." Reason A. Poteet
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Love is fun, like running dogs, it makes us feel happy as one can. It speeds our heart and gives us joy, making us love more.
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Traveling more deeply in sometimes is the only way out.
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Seeds grow to life, then die out, leaving us with all of the memories of their life forever in our minds' sight.
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Nothing is more revealing than the things we defend.
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~ Daisies grow on the ground -
when the morning sun shines through the gallows ~
quote by Anne-Lise Andresen
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"I wore my scars like armor in the dark."
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“I remember feelings more than facts. It’s how my memory loves.”
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“Empathy isn’t weakness. It’s surviving the world without armor.”
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Immortality a panacea if not for the cost
— mortality
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"Yellow is a bright color as it dances across the morning sky."
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I Don't Think I Came Here For My Sense Of Humor; Cause It Loves Me A Whole Lot More Whem I'm Alone''' What're U Doin' There? H'mmmm...?
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~ Nature's treasures -
are worth more than money and gold in your pocket ~ quote by Anne-Lise Andresen
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