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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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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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She realized her longing was for her own heart; to feel whole and complete rather than teared apart.
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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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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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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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She realized she was lonely for herself, for she missed the taste of oneness and the way connection felt.
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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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The girl she’d always wished to be, was reflecting back to her soul’s poetry.
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Inner turbulence means you’re onto something; your awareness is deepening and your truth is rising.
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Worry and fear did their best to sway her, but she was too preoccupied with truth.
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