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The ghosts of all the women you used to be are all so proud of who you have become, storm child made of wild and flame.

Nikita Gill

You become the thing that hurts you until it can hurt you no more.
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Deep Hurt Yourself
Every woman is both match and spark, a light for each other from the dark.
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Darkness Light Match Spark Woman
The greatest magic you have is the courage you go digging for, when your world falls apart, the light you still hold, when everything has grown dark.
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Courage Darkness Greatness Hold Light Magic Yourself
So when they ask you what you weigh, you don’t need to look down at any scale. Instead, simply tell them the truth; tell them how you weigh whole universes and storms and scars and stories, too.
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Scale Scars Simplicity Storm Universe Weight Yourself
Knowledge after all is a dark art.
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Art Darkness Knowledge One Liner
I hope you never doubt again that even when you are in pain, that you are a miracle, that every part of you is incredible.
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Doubt Hope Incredible Pain Yourself
A story is no small thing.
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One Liner Small Story
When I held her, I held her gently so that she always knew she could fly away and I would never harm her or clip her wings.
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Fly Harm Herself Hold
Her mother told her she could grow up to be anything she wanted be, so she grew up to become the strongest of the strong, the strangest of the strange, the wildest of the wild, the wolf leading wolves.
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Empowerment Growth Herself Leadership Mom Power Strange Strong Weird Wild Wolf
Perhaps magic is in the habit of choosing sharp-eyed girls who ask too many questions for their own good. Perhaps it chooses girls who are not unloved, but not fully loved either.
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Choice Eyes Habit Herself Love Magic Question
No one told me love could be a God of both living and dying. That girls who love girls do not just drown, they also float.
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Death Drown Float God Live Love
Girls who survive trauma do wear a certain vulnerability around them, but this kind of vulnerability is from where their greatest strength stems.
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Stem Strength Survive Trauma Vulnerable
Grief makes unlikely warriors out of us all.
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Grief Ourselves Warrior
You see, there can be no life without death.
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Death Life See Yourself
As leaves cover the forest floor in a carpet of vibrant rusts, orange and gold, autumn proves that sometimes death too can be a beautiful thing.
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Autumn Beautiful Death Floor Forest Leave
All he knew was chaos and this mortal world was obsessed with order
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Chaos Known Mortal Order

The ghosts of all the women you used to be are all so proud of who you have become, storm child made of wild and flame.

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