Pressure cranks and presses Life, squeezing out essence of self, aromatic with bittersweet memories, pungent adversities, and the honey-musk of desire — the vapors hover over our inkpots, and if we pick up the feather it becomes our poetry. – Terri Guillemets
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I want to giggle myself to sleep each night and jump on the fluffy, comforting pillows of faith. – Terri Guillemets
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You left, and my heart is a ceaseless sermon of loneliness. – Terri Guillemets
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