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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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No matter how many storms pass through it, this heart is still a gentle thing.
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I have feared change for so long, but the horizon changes all the time and there is still so much beauty under different skies.
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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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My heart roams in the wild. A place where there is always room to grow.
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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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I have cried with the rain. Now I will grow with the forest.
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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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We were a storm that couldn’t decide where to let the rain fall. I never wanted to let go and you didn’t know how to stop.
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I am made of flowers, the kind that always grow back even after the frost.
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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 have found that pain has a habit of planting roots in beautiful hearts.
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Some pain stays but we learn to carry it.
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You cannot hope to heal when you are stuck some where between needing to get over them and still wishing for them to come back.
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Oh, how beautifully you will bloom again.
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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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