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Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage.

E. E. Cummings

Here’s to opening and upward… and to yourself and up with you and up with and up with laughing.
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Laughter Open Yourself
Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage.
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Fingers Flower Home Ocean Stars Thinking Tongue
Love is the whole and more than all.
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Love One Liner
The eyes of my eyes are opened.
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Deep Eyes Myself One Liner Open
I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes.
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Dreams Forever God Nature Sky Spirit Thankful Tree
Take the matter of being born. What does being born mean to most people?
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Born Deep People Philosophy Thinking
Existing’s tricky:but to live’s a gift.
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Existence Gift Live Trick
Most people are perfectly afraid of silence.
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Afraid People Silence
Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: – you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
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Born Light Moon Myself Spirit Stars Sun
The Artist is no other than he who unlearns what he has learned, in order to know himself.
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Artist Himself Learning Order
If a poet is anybody, he is somebody to whom things made matter very little – somebody who is obsessed by Making.
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Creation Obsession Poet Writing
May my heart always be open to little birds, who are the secrets of living. Whatever they sing is better than to know. And if men should not hear them – then men are old.
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Bird Heart Live Man Old Secret Sing
Whenever you think or you believe or you know, you’re a lot of other people: but the moment you feel, you’re nobody-but-yourself.
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Believe Feeling Moments People Thinking Yourself
Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: – you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
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Born Light Moon Myself Spirit Stars Sun
Once we believe in ourselves, we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight, or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
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Believe Experience Human Reveal Risk Spirit Wonderful
Love is the whole and more than all.
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Love One Liner

Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage.

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Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage.

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