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Imagination is lost in reality’s cruelty.

Melissa Anderson

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Sew seeds of kindness let your compassion be that for which you are known.
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Less rushing, more lingering. Less distraction, more noticing. Less comparison, more gratitude.
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Rest easy, dear heart grace has come for you.
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If hearts are our homes, why do we let others break windows and throw stones?
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Imagination is lost in reality’s cruelty.
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Cruel Imagination Lost Reality
Making me feel small won’t make you feel tall I’ve faced bigger giants than you and watched them fall.
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I take a piece of you with me everywhere I go, so my soul never feels alone, and my heart always feels at home.
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Stars fell in our eyes the night sky our canvas, we painted the moon red.
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I’m tired of fighting giants in my head.
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Poems are nothing more than raindrops on a page falling from an open soul, staining the page one shade darker, and opening the one closed passage between me and you.
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There are ocean waves inside these veins – constantly pulling me to you.
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I will love you from afar it’s better this way because close up it hurts too much.
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I don’t want the world but I want you in mine.
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Poetry runs through tired veins reviving once sleeping souls.
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From each scar today bloom the flowers of a kinder tomorrow.
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Don’t reorient yourself to fit into an upside-down world.
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I am the moments and memories from the past tied up with good intentions and mistakes from the future.
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You were waiting for the sunset while I was longing for the moonrise.
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Whole, loved and worthy just as you are.
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Peaceful dreams find me pull me from reality in their arms I land.
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I fell for you dissolved like sugar in tea – completely.
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Hope is the gentle salve the world needs.
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You are already more than enough.
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I was quiet, yes but I heard all you never said, your silence read.
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Your heart is my shelter, my handmade forever home.
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Love me as a storm would rage full force or not at all.
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