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When I held her, I held her gently so that she always knew she could fly away and I would never harm her or clip her wings.

Nikita Gill

Before we had mouths or language or hope, we still had love. I know it’s not much. But my god, it’s beautiful and on so many days it is enough.
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Beautiful Enough God Heart Hope Language
Remember, there are beginnings in endings, through destruction there comes life.
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Beginning Destruction End Life Yourself
So sing a soft lullaby to the things you hate about yourself, and get to know them too.
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Hate Known Sing Yourself
All children are born equally innocent, but all children are not born equally loved.
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Born Children Equality Innocent Love Yourself
There is a difference between holy and pure. Holy is also the way the anger boils inside our throats.
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Angry Difference Heart Holy Ourselves Pure
Learn it well. Wear your hair wild, embrace your anger and learn to wield it without fear as a sword against those who hurt you.
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Fear Hairs Hurt Learning Wild Yourself
The absence of abuse does not automatically equal a healthy relationship. The absence of trauma does not automatically equal joy.
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Absence Equality Healthy Joy Relationship Trauma
All he knew was chaos and this mortal world was obsessed with order
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Chaos Known Mortal Order
You smell of death. Everything about is an endless goodbye.
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Bye Death Yourself
She’s a woman in love and is loved in return. That is a powerful thing.
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Herself Love Powerful Woman
Nothing will come of forcing yourself to compete your way out of trauma.
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Force Trauma Way Willing
A war is still a war even if it is inside your head, did you know this?
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Known Mental War Yourself
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
You are not his princess; you are your own queen.
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Empowerment Power Queen Yourself
Did the girl choose magic, or does magic choose the girl?
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Choice Girl Magic Yourself
Every woman is both match and spark, a light for each other from the dark.
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Darkness Light Match Spark Woman

When I held her, I held her gently so that she always knew she could fly away and I would never harm her or clip her wings.

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