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If we are the trees, words are our roots; and we grow as we write.

Munia Khan

Sometimes it is easier to feel the veins wilted and empty than to sense the coldness of blood in fear.
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Blood Cold Emptiness Fear Vein
You don’t need to be the tide to rise and fall, you don’t have to be a wave to touch the shore; just be a little sand-grain and feel them all.
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Fall Rise Shore Tide Touch
Protect your dreams from your nightmare.
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Dreams Nightmare One Liner Protection
I love to chase my shadow to feel how it rests in the dark.
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Chase Darkness Depression Shadow
A mind can bleed a heart to death.
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Bleed Death Heart Mind One Liner
Do not feel sad for your tears as rocks never regret the waterfalls.
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never Regret Rock Sad Tears Waterfall
I wish to spend a lifetime near a lighthouse where loneliness will be the glimmer of luminous prancing upon ocean waves… rising and falling only for my breathing.
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Breath Fall Glimmer Lifetime Light Loneliness Ocean Rise
You don’t need a sad soul to feel the beauty of a dead grave, Just stay with the pale moon when darkness wants the night to be brave.
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Beauty Brace Grave Moon Night Sad Soul
Love is love, even if it is illicit; like light remains light even in the darkness.
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Darkness Light Love
The easiest way to be reborn is to live and feel life everyday.
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Born Feeling Life Live Positive
The moon can never breathe, but it can take our breath away with the beauty of its cold, arid orb.
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Beauty Breath Cold Moon
Dreamers must dream on as long as the nightmare wakes them up to greet with a bucketful of reality.
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Bucket Dreamer Dreams Greet Nightmare Reality
You will never feel alone, if you run down the stairs of loneliness; as every solitary step becomes your companion.
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Alone Companion Inspirational Loneliness Stairs
Ocean separates lands, not souls.
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Land Ocean One Liner Separate Soul
If you allow coldness to engulf you before winter, season is helpless to help you.
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Cold Help Helpess Season Winter
Pets reflect you like mirrors. When you are happy, you can see your dog smiling and when you are sad, your cat cries.
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Cat Cry Dog Happiness Mirror Pet Reflection Sad Smile

If we are the trees, words are our roots; and we grow as we write.

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