If longing were a mountain
You are the one on which I die
Author: ebonyandcrows
Hello and welcome to my page~ My name is Larisa--a very common Slavic name that was either derived from the Latin word hilaris, meaning "cheerful," or from the Greek city of Larissa, meaning "strong fortress." Born in Ukraine, I emigrated with my family to America when I was still a small child and now make my home in the beautiful Pacific Northwest. Growing up immersed in two vastly differing cultures led me to have a burning curiosity about people all over the world. Stemming from said curiosity, I have fallen in love with traveling to other countries, meeting new people and delving into their culture, exploring new cities, and of course, dining on the local cuisine! If I cannot escape into a different country, then my next favorite method of adventure is to lose myself in a spectacular book. I enjoy books of all genres--from fiction and novels, to biographies and ethnographies. As long as it captures my fancy and holds me spellbound the entire time, I will burn through the book like a forest fire! Because of this penchant for reading and travel, coupled with my love of deep and mysterious things, I have been often called a dreamer and I find the title suits me. With that being said, I invite you to stay a while, perhaps make yourself a cup of tea and linger through my posts and feel free to comment or share a thought :-) View all posts by ebonyandcrows
This is so deep and beautiful ❤❤
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Ahhhh thank you my friend ♥️ Today was rough.
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I hope there’s something around the corner to help you out. Take care ❤
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Haha a shower and sleep!
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See, I found you a solution, haha!
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I’ve always heard of dying on hills. That shift in setting really elevates the emotional stakes.
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I really hope the next mountain I encounter will elevate me to the top and not spell out my metaphorical death 🙏🏻 I appreciate your comment, and yes, the stakes are everything.
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Beautiful short poem.
So much is conveyed in those two little lines.
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Sometimes it’s all I have in me. But I’m glad it was able to deliver what I wanted to convey. Thank you for this comment 🖤
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My! This is seeped with so much pain. Dear Larisa, be well ❤️ Let your spirit find comfort in little joys and promised happiness 🌹
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Thank you love! You’re one of my joys on here ♥️
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And you, mine! ❤️💐
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And to think some people never find that mountain, Larisa. Hugs to you, my dear friend. ❤
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Big bear hugs!!
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Love this 🖤🖤🖤
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Thank you ♥️
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You’re most welcome my friend 🖤
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Wow. 💔
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♥️🥀
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Reblogged this on Creative Writing Course.
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