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You can call me an angry ghost when I'm gone, or laugh into my disposition. But my mom will still see me as her wide-eyed wanderer out behind the garage inventing ways to fend off dog attacks that will probably never happen.
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Every moment is a brand new baby, Baby. Every vow is a brave new voice.
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If I didn't have so much of this life all wrong I would have gotten it right by now.
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The future gets no say in who we are.
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There was a typewriter buried alive in that horse, the one I road to get out of the flood.
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You're not the only piece of patchwork birds can pull worms from.
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How honest is it that we drink until we are dehydrated?
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If we really do get what we give then I give up, so I can get up.
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Hearts don't break, y'all. They bruise and get better.
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We can stick anything into the fog and make it look like a ghost.
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We both spend our money on things that break too easily like… people.
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Stop congregating in the valley just because an echo sounds good when it agrees with itself.
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Jordan tattoos the words "forgive me" in thick black letters down the inside of his arm so that when he looks at his wrist he will remember not to hate himself so much. What he keeps forgetting is that there is life after survival.
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The truth is that this universe is gassy and unpredictable. It still has not said excuse me for The Big Bang. Sometimes we expect too much instead of practicing enough or receiving in us just the right answer.
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The first time my town saw the sky it sucker-punched us in the throat, left us breathless, said, I'm gonna keep you awake some nights without touching you. You'll make it up, the pain, you always do.
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Pretend – inside your skin – you've got a friend, who's willing to give you everything you ever wanted in exchange for all you've ever been.
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What children and the landing of a plane most have in common is that they are best made by a line drive of pilot lights guided through a single tambourine across the day we met in a field of wet metal hands on The Gospel of Lightning.