tangerine nail polish, so evocative of summer, the tang of freshly peeled orange and your fingers stained with juice.
one day, we all have to let go of some of those memories that we thought were permanently engraved on our minds. but i want to let myself go. to embrace what could be. to find fulfillment.
like a climber seeking new challenges, i am looking for a fresh precipice to risk myself on; maybe i will find truth at the bottom of a crevasse, rather than on a peak with only standing room for one.
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