how to find compassion

I have a theory that

every so often life hollows

you out, it scrapes its

nails across the inside of your

skin and the corner of your

bones and takes with it

for a moment every

bit of

love you’ve ever

held, so

that you are

reminded of how much

room you have to

fill.

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