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The child within; raised voice; fast heart; flinches. Flight response, with an attitude and broken hinges. The child within; tiptoes; eggshells. Heaven; hell. Still, she finds a quiet place, safe and tranquil; dwell.

Aletheia Liola

After the flood, the colors were brightened demand tears of pain to feel so enlightened. Lassoed hope from the clouds that caused it to rain, divine intervention to feel love again.
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Bright Cloud Color Divine Enlightenment Feeling Flood Hard Time Love Pain Rain
So what do we say to each other is the language of unspoken? The words are sweet; the space is bitter or is this just the them I’ve chosen.
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Choose Each Other Language Space Words
You, a God I worshipped Your word was music to my ears Rose-tinted glasses: verdict You confirmed all my worst fears.
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Break Up Confirm Fear Music Relationship Verdict Worship
My mother used to say “Don’t put off until tomorrow what you can do today” I say What can you do today to make the world a better place?
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Change Future Inspirational Place World
Only after you have fallen to the pits of despair, can you fly to the horizon of hope.
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Despair Fly Hope Inspirational
Trust assumes loyalty; and loyalty in the true sense of the word, the infinite, devoted kind of loyalty – that kind of loyalty doesn’t exist anymore.
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Infinite Loyalty Trust
Perception is the paintbrush. The reality, the canvas. You are the artist. Create purposefully.
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Artist Canvas Creation Inspirational Paint Perception Purpose Reality
Our interpretations reflect our imperfections. We will always read between the lines, but we decide what we choose to find.
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Choose Decision Finding Imperfection Interpretation Line
My core; shook and rumbled. My being; awakened, humbled. My psyche; aligned, revives. My flesh; survived and thrives. This moment. The presence. A gift. Breathe. Smile. Be happy. Exist. Exhale. Relax. Surrender. Inspire. Inhale. Trust. Love. Respire.
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Awakened Core Love Moments
How many wounds can you convert to wisdom? How much pain to power can you permute and fathom? This is your story; rewrite how it’s written.
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Fathom Inspirational Pain Story Wisdom Wound
I can feel her resurrecting. The one he thought he had killed. Strength realised in her resting. It was worth all the blood spilled.
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Blood Feeling Kill Realize She Strength Worth
Forgiveness for others and yourself too will transform your world into a beautiful view.
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Beautiful Forgiveness Positive Transformation View World
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, they say – Do I see, what is me? Or did his eyes lead me astray?
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Astray Beauty Broken Heart Eyes
I think I may be in way over my head. I’ll learn how to breathe underwater instead.
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Breathe Learn Underwater Women Power
She’ll find peace in the solitude, in the depths of the well. The darkness alludes to how far she fell. And perhaps, the view is better from way down afar, It keeps the water still In her reservoir.
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Darkness Healing Peace Perhaps She Solitude
Be aware of the judgments that you and others conjure. The words reflect the inner world; the doctrines that you sponsor.
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Aware Conjure Judgment Sponsor Words World

The child within; raised voice; fast heart; flinches. Flight response, with an attitude and broken hinges. The child within; tiptoes; eggshells. Heaven; hell. Still, she finds a quiet place, safe and tranquil; dwell.

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The child within; raised voice; fast heart; flinches. Flight response, with an attitude and broken hinges. The child within; tiptoes; eggshells. Heaven; hell. Still, she finds a quiet place, safe and tranquil; dwell.

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