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We become who we are by extracting parts of those around us, through love and hate and wisdom. Until we are one and other, for better and worse
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This time, I want to hear everyone else's interpretations! Thanks for reading!
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Live in the moment, let go of the past. Feel the stars upon your cheeks, taste the tears while they last. Hear the clock in the distance, absorb the m..
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21/7/13 You cannot see the world in its entirety, until you have tasted its little miracles; felt its real gifts, the unnoticed sublimities of the ear..
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21/6/13 To fall with wings of freedom is to succeed; it is that bird whom flies with stained feathers that meets failure
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The truth hurts - a honest understatement
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27/4/13 I wrote this with the thought in mind of our split spirit, with intent to explore our broken and beautiful layers, that create an uncertain fu..
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1112/4/13 This was written to represent an idea I continue to have about beauty. I see it in everything. On broken bones and petals, on floorboards an..
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22/3/13 There are no words to match the complexities of the mind, the heart.. The beauty and ugliness that exist in the world. We can only attempt to ..
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7/3/13 We cannot help suffocate the people that we love, to our own detriment, often we love so much the colour drains from our loved ones. Perhaps po..
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