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Compass

This is the compass of my heart:

North: You
South: You
East: You
West: still You

You are my home.
All my roads lead right back to you.

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About Quinn

In it but not of it. A reformed player, now watcher. Speaker of raw truths.

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4 thoughts on “Compass

  1. This is beautiful.

    Posted by mytwentysomethingstory | 5 March 2014, 2029 EDT
  2. LOVE this!

    Posted by Noora | 8 March 2014, 1221 EDT

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Raison d’etre

"Raw," she said. "I want something primal. I want something bare and naked. I want you to give me this life raw, unbidden, unhidden, free, fair, and true. Can you do that? Can you do that for me?"

One may only try.

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