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.
LUCY MARY BALLI’ve always been right here buried under the rubble of fear; I simply forgot how near I’ve always been to the heart that holds love dear.
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They had different minds but their hearts were aligned and their souls entwined; for they were two of a kind.
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She was aching to reach the stars, to feel the magic within her heart.
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There’s something about twilight that makes her soul shine bright; its as though the glow of the sky draws out the beam of her light.
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Every moment of presence is a moment of soul; the portal in which true tales are told and hearts desires unfold.
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Find a home in your heart in the part that stays, the love that powers through you and your soul bright rays.
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When all is said and done, the moon still shines with the sun.
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Worry and fear did their best to sway her, but she was too preoccupied with truth.
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She nursed her wounds, softly holding space, breathing love into pain, until it turned into grace.
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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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It always comes back to you, when I turn away you’re in my rear view; life twists and turns arriving at pastures new, but still it always comes back to you.
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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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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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In this moment I am me, as much as I’m ever going to be; I’m not a memory that can no longer be seen, for I am the seer that always has been.
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She felt uninspired dull and unfired, she craved newness to be clueless; something wild.
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The girl she’d always wished to be, was reflecting back to her soul’s poetry.
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