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after bugonia

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ELIZABETH

I tell myself it was like a fever dream, you know? And maybe the fever finally broke. And it all sounds sane and sensible. But you know something? If he called me right now, right this very second, I'd drop everything in my life and drive three hours, drive thirty hours just to spend one more night with him. What's the matter with me, Larry?

LARRY

Why would you drive thirty hours to see someone who treated you like that?

ELIZABETH

Because I'm in love with him? 

LARRY

You are?

ELIZABETH

It's illogical. Obsessional. Pathetic.

Blue Moon, 2025

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In the words of Maya Angelou, "People will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel."

- Carrington in All's Fair, S01E06

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If love can be withdrawn
It never was

My love for you is not a gift
    To you
      It is a gift
        To me

- Leonard Nimoy

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l(a
le
af
fa
ll
s)
one
l
iness

- e.e. cummings

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THE POOL

Are you alive?

I touch you.

You quiver like a sea-fish.

I cover you with my net.

What are you—banded one?

- H. D.

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Forsaken lovers, 

Burning to a chaste white moon,

Upon strange pyres of loneliness and drought.

- Edward Storer

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IN A STATION OF THE METRO

The apparition of these faces in the crowd:

Petals on a wet, black bough.

- Ezra Pound

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Se tu non arrivi non esisto
Non esisto, non esisto

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My life has been livid with itself for too long.

- Victoria Chang

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