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We choose our gardens based on what will bloom, and we wait out the seasons, until they do. And sometimes, love needs patience too.

Teraza Faulkner

She teaches me I am boundless and free. She teaches me my past does not define me.
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Definition Freedom Myself Past Teaching Wild
Pain is as dark as it is deep. But just like anything that receives enough light, it too will fade over time and become something, a little less ominous, and a little more hopeful.
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Darkness Enough Fade Hope Light Pain Time
I’m holding happiness as though it never left it was always below my skin. Waiting to be seen waiting for the opportunity to breathe again.
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Breathe Happiness Hold Myself Opportunity See Skin
Words are weighted messengers that can break when they drop but a moments pause is the harness that keeps them from falling.
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Break Fall Moments Word
Pain made me grow in the most unexpected places. And now I know what it feels like to be a wildflower.
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Expectation Flower Growth Pain Place Wild
Dawn breaks and this heart breaks, too. Yet the sun continues to rise and this heart of mine knows only of the journey down, like an eclipse of the heart.
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Break Eclipse Heart Heart Broken Journey Sun
I am not scared of what I may find within the darkness of this forest line. But I do fear what the wild may find in me. I do fear that kind of vulnerability.
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Darkness Forest Kind Scare Vulnerability Wild
Bitter sweet rose her thorns pierce every bone, but her lustful petals fall like bandaids for bleeding sores.
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Blood Bone Fall Rose
There is no road less travelled than the one that leads into the sea. But the waves will always take you to where you need to be.
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Journey Leadership Need Road Travel Yourself
If I could stitch these wounds with letters every scar would bear your name.
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Letters Name Scars Wound Yourself
Snow relies on branches much like I rely on love but snow knows how to let go and I know how much it hurts.
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Hurt Let Go Love Myself Nature Snow
I’ve been that children, learning to walk. Somedays I’ve fallen, and some days I’ve crawled. But the steps, they grew. And so did my strength. And then I let go of your hand.
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Children Hands Learning Let Go Strength Walk Yourself
Take me from this wasteland, for I have longed for an escape like a bird that craves the wilderness, from every corner of his cage.
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Escape Prison Waste Wild
A flower grows where it is planted but love grows everywhere.
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Flower Growth Myself Plant
Pain often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.
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Eyes Flow Hard Time Hide Pain
Morning mist like a blanket to dawn, obscures the hope of a new day. Yet the sunrises high, and the blanket falls and hope returns to the stage.
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Blanket Day Hope Morning Return Stage

We choose our gardens based on what will bloom, and we wait out the seasons, until they do. And sometimes, love needs patience too.

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We choose our gardens based on what will bloom, and we wait out the seasons, until they do. And sometimes, love needs patience too.

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