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The rose is not everyone’s favorite flower, but that does not make it any less beautiful. There is a lesson for all of us in that.

Nikita Gill

The greatest wish I have ever had is to create with words, what wizards cannot and what magic never has.
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Desire Greatness Magic Myself Word
Seek no homes in other people’s chests.
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Chest Home People Seek
You become the thing that hurts you until it can hurt you no more.
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Deep Hurt Yourself
They kept trying to make me less angry, but I refuse to surrender my rage.
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Angry Myself Rage Refuse Surrender
You are a dangerous collection of all my favorite things. An old soul, a heart of gold, and hands that make my body sing.
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Body Collection Dangerous Gold Hands Heart Myself Sing
The deepest love you can ever have is the love you have for yourself.
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Self Love Yourself
All he knew was chaos and this mortal world was obsessed with order
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Chaos Known Mortal Order
But the universe never promised you this would be easy. After all, you are the hero here.
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Easy Hero Promise Universe Yourself
And what if there are things inside you that are much too difficult to love and you wished you were someone else instead?
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Difficult Love Nature Yourself
Love yourself loudly, dangerously, everywhere people have been afraid to love you, afraid to ask the way to cherish you, afraid to hold you. Love yourself most in these places, because who can be a better teacher to others in how to love you than yourself.
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Better Cherish Dangerous Hold Loud Love Place Teacher Yourself
A story is no small thing.
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One Liner Small Story
She is alone, and oh how brilliantly she burns.
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Alone Brilliant Burn Herself
If he truly loves you, he will love you when you are an ocean breeze but also when you are a summer storm. You were not made to be loved in parts. You were meant to be loved as a whole.
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Chaos Love Ocean True Whole Yourself
Let it hurt. Let it bleed. Let it heal. And let it go.
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Blood Healing Hurt Let Go
Some loves come with an expiration date, like all things that are perishable this kind of loves rot.
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Date Kind Love Rot
How do you go back to being strangers with someone who has seen your soul?
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Break Up See Soul Stranger Yourself

The rose is not everyone’s favorite flower, but that does not make it any less beautiful. There is a lesson for all of us in that.

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The rose is not everyone’s favorite flower, but that does not make it any less beautiful. There is a lesson for all of us in that.

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