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I wish for a world where our hearts could be seen on the outside and we acred more about what our love looked like than our faces.

Teraza Faulkner

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
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
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
We are much like the nights sky, the big things draw our attention. But its the little things that really light us up.
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Attention Light Night Ourselves
It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
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Hands Myself Save Time
Isn’t it a lovely thing watching flowers greet the wind as if a gentle kiss is all they need to dance.
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Dance Flower Kiss Love Nature Wind
Maybe all these tears are leading me somewhere. Because when the sun meets rain, something beautiful emerges. And perhaps I am a rainbow in the making.
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Leadership Myself Rainbow Sun Tears
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
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
Skin on skin his heart beat an orchestra against her chest. Love never tires of music like this.
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Heart Herself Love Music Skin Tired
Sometimes my lion will try to roar back when I flee. But its my butterfly that keeps me silent when I leave.
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Lion Myself Run Silence Time
I’m like a lost bird. My wings are not broken, but my heart is. Love always kept me flying. But now, love is what keeps me still.
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Break Fly Heart Lost Love Myself
Wouldn’t it be a different world if love passed as freely through us as money passes through hands.
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Different Freedom Love Myself World
I am caught between the meadow and the sky knowing I can walk long distances, but believing there’s something greater than where my feet can take me.
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Believe Distance Greatness Myself Sky Walk
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 snow on my face and wind in my hair and winter has nearly stolen me. But as I remember the words of our song then spring still owns a part of me.
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Face Hair Myself Ourselves Remember Snow Song Wind

I wish for a world where our hearts could be seen on the outside and we acred more about what our love looked like than our faces.

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I wish for a world where our hearts could be seen on the outside and we acred more about what our love looked like than our faces.

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