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Like a storm that does not know where to let the rain fall, sometimes I do not know how to let go and other times I do not know how to stop.

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The darkness is only here to remind you how beautiful everything is when light comes back.
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Oh, how beautifully you will bloom again.
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I have cried with the rain. Now I will grow with the forest.
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Watching the sun rise again over the rooftops I whisper the things I wish would come back, too. Like hope like happiness like you.
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I am always trying to be more than I am instead of remembering that what I am is more than enough.
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We broke away from each other like clouds after a storm. But the sun never reappeared for me and I don’t know what to do with all this rain.
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I remind myself that I am capable of growing flowers from rain and building mountains from dirt.
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Please don’t be afraid when I tell you about this emptiness I carry. I am still so full of love.
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Sunflowers adapt to let the light reach them and I’m learning to do the same.
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I am always forgiving too easily as if I have forgotten the way it hurts.
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And sometimes I think I could touch the sky because these hands were made to reach and this heart was built to survive.
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Into the soft sand I will carve your name and let the ocean steal what little remains.
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My heart roams in the wild. A place where there is always room to grow.
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And maybe my arms have grown too tired to hold this but my eyes will never stop searching for miracles.
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I thought the answer was to bury the pain deep within, but nothing grows from grief.
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