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We must write ourselves into the fabric of everything we have yet become.

Because unlike your skin, hair, and bones,

your words you take with you when you go.

Life, like land, is formed when fire meets air meets water,

when thought meets emotion meets language—the edge of a moment.

Write like breath because it is.

Write like home because you are

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