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⌈ Secret Post #3128 ⌋

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[X-Men]

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[Hayley Atwell]

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[Infamous]

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[Tokyo Mew Mew]

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[Peep Show]

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[Rhett & Link/Good Mythical Morning]

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[Brooklyn Nine Nine]

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[Lava]

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[Steven Universe]

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Preferably something short enough to be shared here. What was your favorite line? It doesn't just have to be something that touched you analytically...something about the phrasing, about the way it was said, that stuck with you.

For me, it was the Velveteen Rabbit. This quote, specifically:

"You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."

It breaks my heart and makes me feel happy at the same time.

This is ridiculously cliche, but Robert Frost's Stopping By The Woods On A Snow Evening. It's the last bit that gets to me:

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

I think I read the poem in high school or whatever, but a decade+ later, I still repeat that in my head when I need to relax and encourage myself to keep going. I love how it sounds, the imagery, and the repeat of the last phrase.

Frost was really a master of words.

If by Rudyard Kipling is the only poem I'll ever love. http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/175772

The Chaplain would not kneel to pray
By his dishonored grave:
Nor mark it with that blessed Cross
That Christ for sinners gave,
Because the man was one of those
Whom Christ came down to save.

I cry every damn time, and I'm an atheist.

I have had a lot of short poems get stuck with me. Here's a random favorite:

“The Ubiquity Of The Need For Love”
by Ronald Koertge

I leave the number and a short
message on every green Volvo
in town
Is anything wrong?
I miss you.
574-7423
The phone rings constantly.
One says, Are you bald?
Another, How tall are you in
your stocking feet?

Most just reply, Nothing’s wrong.
I miss you, too.

After every war
someone has to clean up.
Things won't
straighten themselves up, after all.

Someone has to push the rubble
to the side of the road,
so the corpse-filled wagons
can pass.

Someone has to get mired
in scum and ashes,
sofa springs,
splintered glass,
and bloody rags.

Someone has to drag in a girder
to prop up a wall,
Someone has to glaze a window,
rehang a door.

Photogenic it's not,
and takes years.
All the cameras have left
for another war.

We'll need the bridges back,
and new railway stations.
Sleeves will go ragged
from rolling them up.

Someone, broom in hand,
still recalls the way it was.
Someone else listens
and nods with unsevered head.
But already there are those nearby
starting to mill about
who will find it dull.

From out of the bushes
sometimes someone still unearths
rusted-out arguments
and carries them to the garbage pile.

Those who knew
what was going on here
must make way for
those who know little.
And less than little.
And finally as little as nothing.

In the grass that has overgrown
causes and effects,
someone must be stretched out
blade of grass in his mouth
gazing at the clouds.

I also like "Richard Corey" and "Learn By Heart This Poem of Mine."

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