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She felt uninspired dull and unfired, she craved newness to be clueless; something wild.

Lucy Mary Ball

The sky breathes life into the vastness that is I.
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Breathe Life Myself Sky
Perspective isn’t clear in the midst of storms, for its signal is distorted whilst its being transformed.
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Clear Perspective Signal Storm Transformation
She’s afraid of losing love, not realizing she’s the universe.
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Afraid Herself Lose Love Realization Universe
Who is in control, the mind or the soul; is it the changing thoughts the presence despite what rises and falls.
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Change Control Fall Mindset Presence Rise Soul Thinking
The most painful times reap the deepest transformations.
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Hard Time Pain Transformation
Be soft, feeling your way through be open, ready to receive the new be bold, and honest about what’s right for you Be loving, and you’ll feel that love too.
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Bold Feeling Love Open Soft Yourself
She’s not free when she’s waiting for something she can’t control, so she ventures inwards making different decisions; searching for the untold.
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Control Decision Different Freedom Search Spiritual
Some parts of the journey are about learning to be; unclasping the hands of productivity to set us free.
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Freedom Hands Journey Learning Productivity
They had different minds but their hearts were aligned and their souls entwined; for they were two of a kind.
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Different Heart Kind Mindset Relationship
Why is it so difficult to simply be, to look around the room and just be free; why do I feel a need to add something to me, when I’m the consciousness that holds every key.
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Consciousness Difficult Freedom Hold Key Need Room Simplicity
There’s something about twilight that makes her soul shine bright; its as though the glow of the sky draws out the beam of her light.
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Bright Glow Herself Light Shine Soul Twilight
She was aching to reach the stars, to feel the magic within her heart.
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Ache Feeling Heart Herself Magic Reach Stars
In this moment I am me, as much as I’m ever going to be; I’m not a memory that can no longer be seen, for I am the seer that always has been.
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Memories Moments Myself See Sight
The girl she’d always wished to be, was reflecting back to her soul’s poetry.
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Herself Poetry Reflection Soul Wish Woman
It took her years to release the scars that covered her heart, and the final puzzle piece was realizing she’d been love from the start.
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Heart Herself Love Pieces Scars Start Time
She felt uninspired dull and unfired, she craved newness to be clueless; something wild.
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Crave Feeling Fire Herself Wild

She felt uninspired dull and unfired, she craved newness to be clueless; something wild.

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