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Some parts of the journey are about learning to be; unclasping the hands of productivity to set us free.

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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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Arrival Life Relationship Return Yourself
She wants to live in trust; knowing that the right particles are colliding, in the most divinely timed timing.
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Divine Live Particle Right Time Trust
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
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
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
She knew what was in her heart and that was enough; she could feel what was real for it lighted her up.
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Enough Feeling Heart Herself Light
The most painful times reap the deepest transformations.
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Hard Time Pain Transformation
Her emotions no longer scared her, and she was declared free.
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Emotion Freedom Herself Scare
She’s afraid of losing love, not realizing she’s the universe.
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Afraid Herself Lose Love Realization Universe
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
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
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
She felt uninspired dull and unfired, she craved newness to be clueless; something wild.
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Crave Feeling Fire Herself Wild
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
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
She sidestepped her mind to breathe in the new day, and ask for her heart to show her the way.
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Breathe Day Heart Herself Intuition Mindset

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