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In-between

I’ve just read a friend’s blog post.

It’s broken me in half, completely stripped my soul bare.

It was about that very raw and real human conundrum: that invisible place between here and there.

That pristine place that almost exits, but doesn’t quite, and maybe never will.

That place in-between— it aches of unattainable knowing.

It is the fire that the phoenix rises from, before flying into the sunshine of a beautiful new day.

It feels so scary, to be here in this place in-between.

Do any of us ever know what’s on the other side of the flames?

No. 

Maybe that’s what makes this place feel so raw.

So truly achingly real.

Humanity.

What the bloody hell do you do to me?

woman sitting on floor while leaning on chair
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By brookecutler2

Liver of life, lover of everything. 💕

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