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a reason
Isaiah 55:11 : so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what i desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.


about
i hope my words are strange and wondrous,
like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,
so that we can all stop and
listen


intertext

tai
lu
mikan
janice
qiao
dawn



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  the question IS
proud that i finished my response essay in four hours
its sitting in my dropbox calling "edit! edit!"
which i will ignore until tomorrow afternoon.
stress week. with my midterm and essay due on the same day.
and dropfees rally tomorrow. =(
not sure i'll join that.
i really should be brainstorming for the 4 essays i have
due at the end of this month.
i'll be so happy when anthro is handed in,
because it'll mean
you're here. =)

hey you,
yes you.
chin up.
its not over
and we're always here.
jiayou. =)
even though i qifu ni and call you a tard
you're awesome. X)

its sad to see no effort
being made.
and i fear, that the last few years
have made no difference.
no impact.
it makes me so sad. so sad.
don't miss out.
promise me
you'll try.
please say you'll try.

it frustrates me to see you walk in circles
but i think i've learned to hold my peace.
words unwanted makes for unpleasant memories.

apathy is the in between.
between the flowers and the flames
its hard to walk.
words, there are too many words
and too many ideas
and not enough ears.
not enough heart.

embrace, don't choke
there's no need for brute strength if
beauty can be displayed in understanding.
if the widening of the lips
brings joy and not anger.
and hasty fingers
hesitate to touch small square keys.
control the desire darling,
and let it be.
let it be.
 


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