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A senesence, in changing times, a joyous simile?
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This question has been sitting in my inbox for almost three weeks now. I've struggled with it. I'm not sure I feel comfortable answering it here, though if you've found this, it's likely that you have some other means to ask me. Please do so.
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Though I miss the south (read: the people) dearly, I've always considered the north my home, for many reasons. Having further worked myself into the cold and rain and cloudy skies, I'm not sure I could return for good.
I shall definitely visit, though! -
Why, are you trying to recruit?
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To be forgiven. I'm all too quick to forgive others, to grant a second (or third or forth or hundredth) chance. I let go of anger easily; it slides from my fingers before a day or two have passed. I can't stay mad, not with the sadness of someone's eyes or the tilt of their face near mine. It's not hard for me to let someone back in. I think the hardest thing of all is to find someone willing to forgive.
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An umbrella. I'd be protecting someone from the (all too harsh) elements.
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Both of these would mean unhappiness on someone's part, wouldn't they? If I loved, and it wasn't reciprocated, I would be miserable. At the same time, if I was loved, and couldn't return the emotion, the other person would be displeased.
I suppose I'd rather be in love, so that I could do kind things for the other person, even if they didn't fully appreciate them. At least I would know I was giving. -
The ability to be accepting of differing viewpoints. I've known so many people who spend their lives making judgments, and I think it's important to able to understand (and not be threatened by) the opinions of others.
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Rosaline’s Bio
I could bend back the gentle
whisper of your pages,
brush aside the ash of his voice
in favor of your flame, that choice
burning so brightly inside
of my cages.
