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We’ve never seen what a happy life could look like if we chose to spend it by ourselves – sharing our beautiful lives with friends, family members, the occasional crush, and lounging out in that quiet space alone as if an idyllic sunned beach.

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I still know the fabric of where I begin and end.
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Beginning End Fabric Myself
Take me back to the evergreen trees; to the sunlight through the leaves, the bending ferns and fronds. The pitter of the rain, the smooth rocks sleeping under moss. Take me back to the life I know before this body.
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Body Known Leaves Life Myself Sunlight Tree
I allow myself to be a weathervane; receive every feeling that greets the shore of me.
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Allow Feeling Greatness Myself
I’m remembering again, how loneliness has always made me brave.
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Brave Lonely Myself Remember
I’d get lost in this green, ferns leaning against the trees, soil stuck to my feet, never dream of finding my way back again.
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Dreams Lost Myself Tree Way
We’ve never seen what a happy life could look like if we chose to spend it by ourselves – sharing our beautiful lives with friends, family members, the occasional crush, and lounging out in that quiet space alone as if an idyllic sunned beach.
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Choice Family Friendship Happiness Life Ourselves Quiet Space
I’ll craft a haven that that cradles every joy and sorrow, but doesn’t hold them to keep.
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Craft Happiness Hold Myself Sorrow
For now, I’ll bring what I can to my own four walls. I recognize the purpose, the promise of this: a church is made by its space, by its practices.
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Practice Promise Purpose Recognition Space
I will still live like a ghost in the mornings; walking, listening, pouring coffee to finish sometime by the afternoon, when I’ve had enough of watching the world and do all I can to live in it.
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Enough Ghost Listening Morning Myself Walk
My love lives in my cheeks – gives me away by the first smile. all the lines from years spent laughing, warm with extra freckles in the summer; a poker face that doesn’t keep once my knees fold.
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Face Live Love Myself Smile Summer
This does not have to be a hard life to love. There is not enough time to let it stray too far from my hands.
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Enough Hands Hard Life Love Myself Time
I descend into an unopened sky, the ocean floor, the final embrace of a graveyard. Find your fill of me before my blue pales like a sour moon.
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Floor Grave Moon Ocean Open Sky Yourself
I’m thinking about how early the spring flower buds rise up from the grass; just barely on winter’s heels. How uncomfortable, how cold the soil must be, still half-frosted, when the roots start to take shape.
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Comfortable Flower Myself Shape Start Thinking
There will be a time where this hurts less and it will not mean it didn’t matter. It means that in the face of feeling something precious slip in my hands, I will always find a way back to myself.
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Face Feeling Finding Hurt Myself Precious Time Way
Meet me where happiness doesn’t feel like a false spring.
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Fake Feeling Happiness Myself Spring
I’m choosing to believe things are getting better again. The give and take of joy, remembering a few days of ache does not mean forever.
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Believe Better Choice Forever Myself Remember

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