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Where the strangers we meet, take us down one way streets, and forgetting is something we’re taught.
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Forget Meet Myself Stranger Teaching
I have always thought of memories as fragments, like colored glass shards in a kaleidoscope. It is the source of great beauty in our lives, yet the cause of such heartache. It remains the bridge between our past and present – it gives weight and dimension to our very existence.
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Beautiful Color Dimension Existence Fragment Glass Greatness Heart Broken Memories Ourselves Source
My indecision. I wanted everything because I didn’t want anything enough.
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Decision Enough Myself
Be patient. Your voice will find its way into the world, not in one loud instance but a steady trickle that turns into a deluge.
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Finding Patience Voice World Yourself
How do I thank my mother for giving me the life she desperately wanted to give herself.
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Desperate Herself Life Mom Thankful
Your first love isn’t the first person you give your heart to- it’s the first one who breaks it.
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Deep Heart Broken Love Oneself Yourself
She was the book that was not written. The sentence that was not scripted. She was the word you wished you could have said.
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Book Scripture Word Writing Yourself
Anything and everything, the two almost the same–everything says, have it all; anything, one to claim.
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Claim Literature Meaning Word
When you don’t have the whole attention of someone, you find yourself begging for it from everyone.
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Attention Beg Finding Yourself
Summer was felt a little more; in autumn I began to fall. When winter came with all its white, you were mine to kiss goodnight.
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Autumn Beginning Feeling Kissing Myself Summer
Don’t stay where you are needed. Go where you are loved.
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Love Need Stay Yourself
We had no ending, no said goodbye. For all my life, I’ll wonder why.
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Ending Life Myself Wonder
In cemeteries of memories, our love will lie in caskets.
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Break Up Fade Love Lying Memories Ourselves Time
Whatever path you choose will take you to the same destination. The only thing that should guide you is your intuition.
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Choice Destination Guide Intuition Path Yourself
I don’t know if what we had was love, but if it wasn’t, I hope never to fall in love. Because of you, I know I am too fragile to bear it.
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Fragile Love Myself Relationship Togetherness Yourself
I want you to remember my lips beneath your fingers and how you told me things you never told another soul. I want you to know that I have kept sacred, everything you had entrusted in me and I always will.
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Fingers Known Lips Myself Remember Sacred Soul

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