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It’s been raining outside and I feel like a sad poet, hating my imagination pissing on the roof.

Munia Khan

Spring is the fountain of love for thirsty winter.
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Fountain Love Spring Thrist Winter
Soft feathers cannot make a cruel bird kind.
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Bird Curel Feather Kind Soft
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
If we are the trees, words are our roots; and we grow as we write.
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Growth Root Tree Words Writing
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
I love to chase my shadow to feel how it rests in the dark.
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Chase Darkness Depression Shadow
Protect your dreams from your nightmare.
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Dreams Nightmare One Liner Protection
You don’t need to be the tide to rise and fall, you don’t have to be a wave to touch the shore; just be a little sand-grain and feel them all.
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Fall Rise Shore Tide Touch
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
Ocean separates lands, not souls.
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Land Ocean One Liner Separate Soul
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
Wrap your mind around my thoughts as I wrap my soul around your heart.
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Heart Soul Wrap
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
Departure of a year welcomes so many new memories.
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Departure Memories Welcome
Where in the world would a star be without the love of the sky?
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Love Sky Stars World
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

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