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She wants to live in trust; knowing that the right particles are colliding, in the most divinely timed timing.

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You can never truly lose the spirit that is you, finders are keepers when it comes to core truths.
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Finding Lose Spirit True Truth Yourself
Worry and fear did their best to sway her, but she was too preoccupied with truth.
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Best Fear Herself Truth Worry
Some parts of the journey are about learning to be; unclasping the hands of productivity to set us free.
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Perspective isn’t clear in the midst of storms, for its signal is distorted whilst its being transformed.
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She felt uninspired dull and unfired, she craved newness to be clueless; something wild.
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Crave Feeling Fire Herself Wild
We’re just so inevitable, you’re woven within my souls call, see it doesn’t matter if we fly or fall, for your hearts entwined within me despite it all.
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Call Fall Fly Forever Heart Love Relationship Soul Yourself
The waves of life arrive in rhythms, the tide goes in and out the moon shines in prisms; see its natural to feel the ups and downs for you’re life itself hidden or found.
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Arrival Finding Hide Life Prism Rhythm Shine
She’s not free when she’s waiting for something she can’t control, so she ventures inwards making different decisions; searching for the untold.
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Control Decision Different Freedom Search Spiritual
Responding differently to the same situations is that brings about transformation.
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Its natural to feel fear and pain, when you’re healing old wounds to come home again.
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Feeling Healing Home Natural Pain Wound Yourself
It hits me like a train, a hurricane of pain, the type that leaves one breathless whilst imprinting a deep stain; but then by some miracle it slowly fades away again, and I find myself back, forever changed.
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Breathe Change Forever Hard Time Healing Hit Hurricane Leaving Miracle Myself Pain Train
Her emotions no longer scared her, and she was declared free.
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Emotion Freedom Herself Scare
The girl she’d always wished to be, was reflecting back to her soul’s poetry.
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Herself Poetry Reflection Soul Wish Woman
Setbacks only unveiled the depth of her commitment to her dreams.
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Commitment Dreams Herself
She nursed her wounds, softly holding space, breathing love into pain, until it turned into grace.
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The most painful times reap the deepest transformations.
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