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The Calm

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The Calm My heart used to rage… It was the norm. It was what I was taught love looked like. There was no calm… There was no peace… There was no ease. And I was used to it. And confused. This can’t be what love looks like. But I had never seen anything else. And my heart grew accustomed to it. And so… I held back the pain. The tears. The talks. And then… in growing frequency… I would explode. The pain. The anger. The red… It’s all I saw. Red. The color of desire. The color of love. The color of rage. There must be a reason why that coincidence occurs. Those feelings existed in the same realm… And 8 years of work later, they live and reside harmoniously. Within my realm of thought and feeling, but tethered and aware. #love #calm #work #create #learn #build


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