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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 Ball

Your heart has always known; the work is to shovel enough mind rubble to hear it speak.
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Enough Heart Mindset Talk Work
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
When you follow your soul you lose the control, as conditioning falls away the world becomes less loud; but then your soul tribe appear the ones who also vowed, to ensure the depths of their hearts found.
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Appearance Control Deep Follow Friendship Heart Lose Loud Promise Soul Spiritual Tribe Vow
Be soft, feeling your way through be open, ready to receive the new be bold, and honest about what’s right for you Be loving, and you’ll feel that love too.
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Bold Feeling Love Open Soft Yourself
Responding differently to the same situations is that brings about transformation.
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Different Respond Situation Transformation
The sky breathes life into the vastness that is I.
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Breathe Life Myself Sky
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
Who is in control, the mind or the soul; is it the changing thoughts the presence despite what rises and falls.
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Change Control Fall Mindset Presence Rise Soul Thinking
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
The most painful times reap the deepest transformations.
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Hard Time Pain Transformation
She was aching to reach the stars, to feel the magic within her heart.
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Ache Feeling Heart Herself Magic Reach Stars
She nursed her wounds, softly holding space, breathing love into pain, until it turned into grace.
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Breathe Grace Herself Hold Pain Self Love Soft Space Wound
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
Perspective isn’t clear in the midst of storms, for its signal is distorted whilst its being transformed.
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Clear Perspective Signal Storm Transformation
I’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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Bury Fear Heart Hold Love Myself Right
She felt uninspired dull and unfired, she craved newness to be clueless; something wild.
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Crave Feeling Fire Herself Wild

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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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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