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No matter how many storms pass through it, this heart is still a gentle thing.

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I am learning to let go like autumn. I am learning to grow like spring.
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You will never learn to fly by ripping off someone’s wings.
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We broke away from each other like clouds after a storm. But the sun never reappeared for me and I don’t know what to do with all this rain.
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I have feared change for so long, but the horizon changes all the time and there is still so much beauty under different skies.
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Some pain stays but we learn to carry it.
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And maybe my arms have grown too tired to hold this but my eyes will never stop searching for miracles.
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The wild is always changing like a reminder. You do not have to be the same to be beautiful.
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I have become a ghost, Letting myself be haunted by everything I once was and everything I could’ve been.
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Watching the sun rise again over the rooftops I whisper the things I wish would come back, too. Like hope like happiness like you.
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Oh, how beautifully you will bloom again.
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Learning to save some love for yourself has to start somewhere. What better time than now?
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