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If we are the trees, words are our roots; and we grow as we write.

Munia Khan

When you run out of love, it’s really hard to understand whether you have lost your heart or your heart has lost you.
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Break Up Broken Heart Heart Lost Love Understand
Wild animals are less wild and more human than many humans of this world.
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Animal Human Wild World
A farewell to my shadow is not my death; it’s my rebirth in darkness.
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Birth Darkness Death Farewell Shadow
Do not feel sad for your tears as rocks never regret the waterfalls.
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never Regret Rock Sad Tears Waterfall
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
A moment’s beginning ends in a moment
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Break Up Moments One Liner
A heartful mind can always see better than mindless eyes.
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Eyes Heart Mind
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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Breath Fall Glimmer Lifetime Light Loneliness Ocean Rise
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
Some pain has no relief,it can only be sealed You can grasp the wound to feel the scar unhealed.
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Frasp Healing Pain relief Scars Seal
I love to chase my shadow to feel how it rests in the dark.
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Chase Darkness Depression Shadow
Being empty makes me whole sometimes. I wonder if every hollow hole has its own solidity of fulfillment.
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Emptiness Fulfillment Hole Hollow Whole Wonder
Where in the world would a star be without the love of the sky?
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Love Sky Stars World
Love is love, even if it is illicit; like light remains light even in the darkness.
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Darkness Light Love
My shadow is tired walking with me; but I have yet to be bored walking with myself, all by myself.
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Bore Shadow Walk
Departure of a year welcomes so many new memories.
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Departure Memories Welcome

If we are the trees, words are our roots; and we grow as we write.

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