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I wish to spend a lifetime near a lighthouse where loneliness will be the glimmer of luminous prancing upon ocean waves… rising and falling only for my breathing.

Munia Khan

The moon can never breathe, but it can take our breath away with the beauty of its cold, arid orb.
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Beauty Breath Cold Moon
The love of a half dead heart will keep you half alive.
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Alive Dead Heart Love
It’s been raining outside and I feel like a sad poet, hating my imagination pissing on the roof.
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Imagination Outside Poet Rain Roof Writer
A heartful mind can always see better than mindless eyes.
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Eyes Heart Mind
Dreamers must dream on as long as the nightmare wakes them up to greet with a bucketful of reality.
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Bucket Dreamer Dreams Greet Nightmare Reality
All shadows of clouds the sun cannot hide like the moon cannot stop oceanic tide; but a hidden star can still be smiling at night’s black spell on darkness, beguiling.
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Cloud Hide Inspirational Moon Ocean Shadow Stars Sun Tide
A moment’s beginning ends in a moment
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Break Up Moments One Liner
Protect your dreams from your nightmare.
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Dreams Nightmare One Liner Protection
You will never feel alone, if you run down the stairs of loneliness; as every solitary step becomes your companion.
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Alone Companion Inspirational Loneliness Stairs
Moon is the light from a lantern in heaven.
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Heaven Lantern Light Moon
You don’t need a sad soul to feel the beauty of a dead grave, Just stay with the pale moon when darkness wants the night to be brave.
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Beauty Brace Grave Moon Night Sad Soul
Where in the world would a star be without the love of the sky?
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Love Sky Stars World
Wrap your mind around my thoughts as I wrap my soul around your heart.
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Heart Soul Wrap
Pets reflect you like mirrors. When you are happy, you can see your dog smiling and when you are sad, your cat cries.
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Cat Cry Dog Happiness Mirror Pet Reflection Sad Smile
If we are the trees, words are our roots; and we grow as we write.
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Growth Root Tree Words Writing
A farewell to my shadow is not my death; it’s my rebirth in darkness.
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Birth Darkness Death Farewell Shadow

I wish to spend a lifetime near a lighthouse where loneliness will be the glimmer of luminous prancing upon ocean waves… rising and falling only for my breathing.

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I wish to spend a lifetime near a lighthouse where loneliness will be the glimmer of luminous prancing upon ocean waves… rising and falling only for my breathing.

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