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She realized she was lonely for herself, for she missed the taste of oneness and the way connection felt.
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Connection Feeling Herself Realization Taste Way
They had different minds but their hearts were aligned and their souls entwined; for they were two of a kind.
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Different Heart Kind Mindset Relationship
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
Why is it so difficult to simply be, to look around the room and just be free; why do I feel a need to add something to me, when I’m the consciousness that holds every key.
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Consciousness Difficult Freedom Hold Key Need Room Simplicity
Love is free, and so is she, for she is love, so she has its key. Love is free, its you and its me, for love beams through, when we simply be.
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Freedom Herself Key Love Simplicity
Sometimes what’s needed is gentle truths; a soak in pure feelings that honor the real you.
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Feeling Gentle Need Purity Reality Respect Time Truth Yourself
It took her years to release the scars that covered her heart, and the final puzzle piece was realizing she’d been love from the start.
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Heart Herself Love Pieces Scars Start Time
She’s afraid of losing love, not realizing she’s the universe.
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Afraid Herself Lose Love Realization Universe
I love those moments that you know you’re going to miss, and you breathe in every inch to try and bottle up its bliss.
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Bliss Breathe Love Missing Moments Myself
Responding differently to the same situations is that brings about transformation.
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Different Respond Situation Transformation
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
The sky breathes life into the vastness that is I.
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Breathe Life Myself Sky
Your eyes look brighter somehow, as though the clouds within have parted, and your inner sun is radiating all your heart is.
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Bright Cloud Eyes Heart Part Radiation Sun Yourself
What do I say the mind is pulling me away, when my beingness has always been here to stay.
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Mindset Myself Spiritual Stay
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
Healing isn’t about changing who you are, for its a coming of home from which you’ve wandered far.
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Change Healing Home Wander Yourself

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