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What a miracle it is, that she never strayed from that light, that she always knew she would reach.

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And some days, all she needs is to lay beneath the crescent moon and let the earth hold her.
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Day Earth Herself Hold Moon Need
There is something poetic about the way she floats when she walks now.
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Beautiful Herself Poetry Walk Way
I hope hearing my name makes you break. Not all at once, but little by little.
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Break Myself Name Yourself
It was then, sitting there, that I looked over him, and realized there was more.
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Himself Love Myself Realization Romantic
You don’t know what you don’t want, until you know better. Give yourself some grace.
MOOMER

Better Grace Yourself
Misery only ever lingers on those who choose not to see the beauty in anyone, other than themselves.
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Beautiful Choice Misery See
Sometimes, the only hand you need to hold, is your own.
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Hands Independent Need Time Yourself
I remember how I used to beg for his time, and now all you want is to give me all of yours.
MOOMER

Myself Remember Time Yourself
He admired the way I loved. Because I still gave everything that I had, even when I was left with nothing.
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Admire Himself Love Myself Way
I want to exist in the same world where you just want to exist in mine.
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Existence Love Myself Relationship World
A tragedy is; I choose you. You choose me. Hearts choose safety.
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Choice Heart Myself Safety Tragedy Yourself
Time heals what you allow it to.
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Healing Time Yourself
I will always remember you. And the way I bloomed. Not with you, but after you.
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Bloom Myself Remember Way Yourself
I’m choosing to build castle out of the things that nearly destroy me.
MOOMER

Build Choice Destroy Myself
She left this world with so many unanswered questions. But returned with an open heart.
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Answer Heart Herself Open Question Return World
There are things that I don’t say out loud. And so they just live in the roots of my soul.
MOOMER

Live Loud Myself Root Soul

What a miracle it is, that she never strayed from that light, that she always knew she would reach.

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