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Into the soft sand I will carve your name and let the ocean steal what little remains.

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I want to be like the wild; Never afraid to grow.
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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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Into the soft sand I will carve your name and let the ocean steal what little remains.
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Learning to save some love for yourself has to start somewhere. What better time than now?
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Please don’t be afraid when I tell you about this emptiness I carry. I am still so full of love.
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No matter how many storms pass through it, this heart is still a gentle thing.
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And sometimes I think I could touch the sky because these hands were made to reach and this heart was built to survive.
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I thought the answer was to bury the pain deep within, but nothing grows from grief.
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I am made of flowers, the kind that always grow back even after the frost.
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They expect me to feel like spring but my heart is full of April showers.
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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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