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The moon can never breathe, but it can take our breath away with the beauty of its cold, arid orb.

Munia Khan

The moon can never breathe, but it can take our breath away with the beauty of its cold, arid orb.
MUNIA KHAN

Beauty Breath Cold Moon
No living thing is ugly in this world. Even a tarantula considers itself beautiful.
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Beautiful Live Positive Ugly
Where in the world would a star be without the love of the sky?
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Love Sky Stars World
Do not feel sad for your tears as rocks never regret the waterfalls.
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never Regret Rock Sad Tears Waterfall
Take me to ‘nowhere’ when distance belongs here, there, everywhere.
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Broken Heart Distance
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
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
Live alone if staying together seems lifeless
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Alone Life Live Togetherness
Soft feathers cannot make a cruel bird kind.
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Bird Curel Feather Kind Soft
A moment’s beginning ends in a moment
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Break Up Moments One Liner
If you rescue me from my pipe dreams, I’ll stop smoking fantasies.
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Dreams Fantasy Rescue Smoke Stop
Only the moon’s smile can cure the unseen scars of darkness.
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Cure Darkness Moon Scars Smile Unseen
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 lost road will remember your footsteps because someday you may want to return, tracing the way.
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Footstep Inspirational Lost Remember Road Trace
A mind can bleed a heart to death.
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Bleed Death Heart Mind One Liner
Wrap your mind around my thoughts as I wrap my soul around your heart.
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Heart Soul Wrap
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
Love is like dried flowers sometimes. Even though you watch the petals shrink and change colour, you cannot help treasuring them.
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Change Color Dry Flower Help Love Petal
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
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 farewell to my shadow is not my death; it’s my rebirth in darkness.
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Birth Darkness Death Farewell Shadow
Love is love, even if it is illicit; like light remains light even in the darkness.
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Darkness Light Love
Protect your dreams from your nightmare.
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Dreams Nightmare One Liner Protection
Spring is the fountain of love for thirsty winter.
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Fountain Love Spring Thrist Winter
If you allow coldness to engulf you before winter, season is helpless to help you.
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Cold Help Helpess Season Winter
When reality hurts, make sure to soar above the dream-stained sky!
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Dreams Hurt Reality Sky Soar
Departure of a year welcomes so many new memories.
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Departure Memories Welcome

The moon can never breathe, but it can take our breath away with the beauty of its cold, arid orb.

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