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falling in love, you decide, is falling home. it’s clumsy and awkward, utterly wonderful. you’re so vulnerable in the freefall. there’s so much unlearning. it’s letting go of what you knew and how you used to. surrender to her gravity, to the darkness of her unknown. land there, home.
A Language of Limbs
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