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It is the honey which makes us cruel enough to ignore the death of a bee.

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Soft feathers cannot make a cruel bird kind.
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Bird Curel Feather Kind Soft
If we are the trees, words are our roots; and we grow as we write.
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Growth Root Tree Words Writing
No living thing is ugly in this world. Even a tarantula considers itself beautiful.
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Beautiful Live Positive Ugly
It’s been raining outside and I feel like a sad poet, hating my imagination pissing on the roof.
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Imagination Outside Poet Rain Roof Writer
If you allow coldness to engulf you before winter, season is helpless to help you.
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Cold Help Helpess Season Winter
Patience is to wait for the ice to melt instead of breaking it.
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Break Ice Melt Patience Wat
Stars are always dancing. Sometimes they dance twinkling away with the rhythm of your joyful heart and sometimes they dance without movement to embrace your heartache as if frozen sculptures of open-armed sadness.
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Dance Embrace Frozen Heart Heartache Joy Movement Rtythm Stars Twinkle
Wrap your mind around my thoughts as I wrap my soul around your heart.
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Heart Soul Wrap
The easiest way to be reborn is to live and feel life everyday.
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Born Feeling Life Live Positive
A moment’s beginning ends in a moment
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Break Up Moments One Liner
Take me to ‘nowhere’ when distance belongs here, there, everywhere.
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Broken Heart Distance
Even a wolf knows how to be polite when animalistic humans have no clue about politeness.
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Animal Clue Human Polite Wolf
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
A farewell to my shadow is not my death; it’s my rebirth in darkness.
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Birth Darkness Death Farewell Shadow
When you run out of love, it’s really hard to understand whether you have lost your heart or your heart has lost you.
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Break Up Broken Heart Heart Lost Love Understand
When reality hurts, make sure to soar above the dream-stained sky!
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Dreams Hurt Reality Sky Soar

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