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June 24, 2017June 27, 2017desperation, poetryilekso, mine, poetry, want, wish, youLeave a Comment

i do not belong to you

nor you to me

and it may not be the eleventh minute

after the eleventh hour

and there may be no candles

waiting to be extinguished

but oh how i wish you were

mine

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in july of 1877, a man named L.L. Zamenhof created a language called Esperanto, which translates to “one who hopes”. he wished to bring those from different countries together and create peace among them. during the first world war, a territory composed of many Esperanto speakers was referred to as “an oasis in a desert of destruction.”

in the peaceful language of Esperanto, ilekso means holly. i stumbled upon Esperanto a few years ago while translating my name into different languages, as one may do when desperately trying to create a new username for social media. the history and the meaning behind the language fit seamlessly with my beliefs, my goals, and my practices. and so my new identity was born.

i have come to realize that my purpose in this world is to care for others and to create my own sort of oasis, a space that is safe for everyone to express themselves freely and feel significant in their own lives. i am consumed each day by the joy, love, and beauty in the world and i am determined to spend my life spreading it around to anyone who needs it.

i am ilekso.

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