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I simply cannot hold onto hope, it aches like possibilities never reached, I’m bubbling over with grief – this chaos has caused so much loss and fatigue.

Jessica Wilde

You were refreshing. Your idea of love infused me with hope and joy.
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Happiness Hope Idea Love Refresh Yourself
The sea calls to me – she promises to set me free, it’s tempting- losing myself in her vastness allowing her to swallow me whole, beckoning me to make her deep darkness my forever home.
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Call Forever Home Myself Promise Sea Swallow
Fireside and free, tangled up in curiosity, dripping in holy honesty, drawing in pure ecstasy, exploring possibilities – a cabin in the woods.
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Curiosity Explore Freedom Honesty Possible Wood
I hear your voice say my name and my soul melts slow, I’m a helpless mess.
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Help Mess Myself Name Slow Soul Voice
A wooded winter trail awaits, no footprints pressed upon the snow – a path I dared not once to take but now – I must go.
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Await Dare Myself Snow Winter
When winter withers – my bones begin to thaw, my lungs crackle as they expand, and the blood in my veins start to flow and I awaken from hibernation – hungry for happiness and eager to let go.
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Awake Beginning Bone Flow Happiness Hungry Let Go Start Winter
When rules don’t make sense, ask questions, break barriers, rise above it all.
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Break Question Rise Rule
My mind is not my own. I don’t recognize her when I am alone.
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Alone Depression Mindset Myself Recognition
Lavender lullabies whispered into night skies, remnants of galaxies cradled closely, as you sleep sweetly, time slips away and so do I.
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Galaxy Myself Night Sky Time Whisper
I know I haven’t told you, but I also know, that you’ve felt my love.
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Feeling Known Love Yourself
I’m half agony, half hope – like I’m a freshly cut bone, like the last stone that was held – then not thrown, like a garden where inspiration roots but never grows.
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Agony Garden Growth Hope Myself Stone
What do you do, when all the loves you’ve ever known have only been paper moons?
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Love Moon Paper Yourself
Today, cold seeps from my insides out, the frigid rain warm on my skin.
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Cold Myself Rain Skin Warm
Time aches- my words break as if they’re the wings of a captured butterfly as if they’re the seconds that keep ticking by as if they’re embers that refuse to ignite.
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Break Ignite Refusal Time Word
And the world seems just a little bit warmer, and the sun shines slightly brighter than it used to, and the days pass differently than before, and time is no longer stuck in a loop.
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Bright Different Shine Sun Time Warm World
I love you – like a lighthouse and the sea, like mountaintops and valleys, like how the sun breathes life into leaves without even touching.
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Breath I Love You Leave Life Light Sun Touch

I simply cannot hold onto hope, it aches like possibilities never reached, I’m bubbling over with grief – this chaos has caused so much loss and fatigue.

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I simply cannot hold onto hope, it aches like possibilities never reached, I’m bubbling over with grief – this chaos has caused so much loss and fatigue.

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