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The old soul grows younger in your arms.

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Sing the song of love and abundance the universe is waiting to dance to its tune.
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Yesterday the sea reflected the colors of the skies and today the sea beams the tint of your eyes.
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They say it is written in the stars, but the stars only echo the poetry in the heart.
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When God created her, he created a bouquet of poetry in her heart.
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The universe holds infinite layers of secrets, so that you can ask questions while you bow with humble confessions. That you are young and you do not know.
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This is temporary. And while you wait strike a pose as it rains and dive into the mud.
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Nothing is entitled to her skin but her flesh and bones.
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When her body couldn’t take her places, she traveled the universe with her mind.
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Love will mock the intellect and beat down the arrogant.
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With you, I can hold water I can hold light I can move the sun into the far night.
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This Christmas I am soft snow, the crystallized flakes. I am fire in the chimney and the warmth in lights.
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Dance your way through the journey the road is your tango class and your destiny is the stage.
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Learn to dissect yourself into pieces before you can perfect your growth.
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Let me shed like the trees of fall, let me tick like the seasons clock, let me be like a content moon sometimes full sometimes cropped.
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Your god is busy igniting fire and sharpening blades while my god and I, sip the tea.
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They danced in chains celebrating freedom.
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