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In my inability to fall asleep last night
I've decided that Amber was art
in everything she did
in her music
in her words
in her breath
misunderstood, passionate, challenging, curious, mesmerizing, [other adjectives] art
the kind that you learn something with every look, every listen
art personified
the kind you want to touch
keep a piece of
like the perfect seashell
reminders of pretty memories
but by taking from it, you take away from the whole
a selfish way to physically hold on to a memory
a human way to save the good pieces of your life
and the bad pieces
so you don't forget
or so that you can

i was trying to decide last night how much i would pay for that painting i took a picture of once. i just like it a lot. maybe can get my dad to photoshop the bottles and bunk-bed ladder out...  blow it up and get it printed.  i guess material objects are something to hold on to.


skyscrapers made of stock numbers...

I think in the end she leads me back to things that matter
I guess in the end that's what happens when I can't sleep
I know in the end I'm a better person for knowing her

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